Lyrics:

Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid
I've been working on a cocktail
Called 'grounds for divorce',woah,woah,woah
Polishing a compass that
I hold in my sleep,woah,woah,woah
Doubt comes in on sticks
But then he kicks like a horse, woah,woah,woah
There's a Chinese cigarette case and the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep
There's a hole in my neighbourhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighbourhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall

Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid
Woo-woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo-woo
There's this whispering of jokers doing flesh by the pound
To a of supposes from the little town whores
There'll be twisted karaoke at the Aniseed Lounge
And I'd bring you further roses but it does you no good
And it does me no good
And it does you no good
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
Come on lads
These people do not know rain,
Stop playing
Come on lads

Someday we'll be drinking with the seldom seen kid
Woo-woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo-woo