Christian DeArmond

Lyrics

MONDAY FEELS LIKE A WEEK
Christian and the Sinners © 2023

6 o'clock in the morning, I’m on my home 7 o’clock now - I feel all alone
8 in morning, got nowhere to be Rounded the clock now, time to go sleep

CHORUS:
Monday feels like a week, Monday feels like a week
Monday feels like a week, Monday feels like a week

Walking down Hollis, with a head full of heat
The girls are trading their skirts while they’re walking the street
Men come in from the suburbs that no girl should trust
See the brake lights a pump pump pumping, in time with their lust

CHORUS:
Monday feels like a week, Monday feels like a week
Monday feels like a week, Monday feels like a week

SOLO

Sunday is my Friday, I’m out for a drink Head to pizza corner for donair and a think
Eat on the church wall with nothing to fear The food is like heaven, but god isn’t here

CHORUS:
God isn’t here-God isn’t here
God isn’t here-God isn’t here


Credits:
Christian DeArmond: vocals, guitar
Sean Sewell: guitar, vocals
Craig Reid: bass, vocals and wizardry
Julian Vardy: drums

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at: Primal Note Studios
Recording Engineer: Ben Reaburn

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