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Here come Monday mornin' Life is open wide I hide my fat bites Here come Tuesday mornin' Sun is cold and low I don't care, I'm in the flow Shortwave! Soul creep! Soul swept underneath me Here come Wednesday mornin' Check refused to bounce Life is filled up ounce by ounce Look out, Thursday mornin' The vultures come and go Faster still but desperate to go Shortwave! Soul Creep! Soul swept underneath me Here come Friday mornin' Bite the Wonder Bread Wonder how I got that bruise on my head Saturday mornin' The guitar strings are sharp Finger fumble faintly in the dark! Shortwave! Soul Creep! Soul swept underneath me |