Cinders — Moody Blues

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Monday, you pile of bones
I hope someday you’ll go on home
And take all of your friends away
Leave the weekends, they can stay

Moody, Monday blues
What do you have to prove
To all the Debbie Downers here?
Stress was always your career

If the world could sleep right through you
Then I would too

I wanna feel something better
Than paying dues to all our debtors
I wanna feel younger, not older
And have the weight of the world
Taken from my shoulders

How could this mess you made
Turn into a grand display
Of all the things you’ve never done
Acheivements that you’ve never won?

Long days sitting next to you
Watching you flirt with dudes
Hey Frank, she doesn’t care about your cat
Or about that one time at band camp

If the world could sleep right through you
Then I would too

I wanna feel something better
Than paying dues to all our debtors
I wanna feel younger, not older
And have the weight of the world
Taken from my shoulders

If the world could sleep right through you
Then I would too

I wanna feel something better
Than paying dues to all our debtors
I wanna feel younger not older
And have the weight of the world
Taken from my shoulders