Lyrics:

Little sparrow sitting on my fence
Watching a twig rolling into a drain
Everybody's got their umbrellas up again
So melancholy, it's insane

I love Monday mornings, don't know why but I do
I love Monday mornings, don't know why but I do

There's a magic in the sadness
So melancholy underneath that sky of grey
All the shirkers and the office workers
Pneumatic drills and the lives with no frills

Little old lady with a face like a rat
Mini Metro with its back tyre flat
Lollipop man splashing around in the rain
So melancholy, it's insane

I love Monday mornings, don't know why but I do
I love Monday mornings, don't know why but I do

There's a magic in the sadness
Milk floats, Scots porridge oats
Petrol fumes and half lit bedrooms
It's totally unrealistic, but I'm feeling optimistic

Oh dear, oh dear
I'm so glad I got up at this time
I'm so glad I got up at this time
I'm so glad I got up at this time
I'm so glad I got up at this time