The Original Caste - Mr. Monday lyrics

[chorus] Oh, Mr. Monday Me oh my, You collect on the tears we cry. Where's the reason; Where's the rhyme? Mr. Monday, can you spare a dime? The world is calling you, But you don't wanna hear. You're holding on to All that's left Of yesterday. Cry of "Come together" Ringing in your ears, But you just wait for Someone else to Find the way. [chorus] You hide tomorrow, In the corner of your mind, And tell yourself you're Everything you Wanna be. You want the pot of gold That only seekers find, But all you have to Give us is Your sympathy. [chorus] You could find the love to give, But you can't spare the time. [chorus x3]