Monday Mourning Ant Brigade Lyrics

Monday morning, I woke up late I feel like shit and I can't see straight One last drink was a bad idea I'm on the bowl with diarrhea
Out the door, in a fog Barked at by the neighbors dog Forgot my keys, I went back inside I got a flat, so I can't ride
The phone rings, "Aw Jeez", now what? I am an idiot, so I picked it up
Now I'm held up on my line My cretin landlord he's wasting my time He wants his money or we go to trial He's got Penis Envy Denial
Another weekend, I didn't get laid It's a Monday mourning ant brigade Another weekend, I didn't get paid It's a Monday mourning ant brigade
Fuck it all, no regrets I'm staying in and you can bet It sucks outside in the pouring rain I'll smoke some pot, fry my brain
Thom cut the record down to the bone I'm a sure shot rocking the microphone
Another weekend, I didn't get laid It's a Monday mourning ant brigade
I've got the Monday mournings I've got the Monday mournings I've got the Monday mournings I've got the Monday mournings
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