Drunk On Monday
I gave you what you wanted,
it was not what you wanted at all.
Turn the light off on my way down the hall.
And i don't really know what it is i don't know,
and i don't really know.
No, I don't really know.
Will they find you face down in your driving machine?
Quietly swinging when your legs kick free.
And the cars drive by,
and you're inside.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Trying to get high enough to concentrate.
Borracho el lunes
Te di lo que querías,
no era lo que querías en absoluto.
Apaga la luz en mi camino por el pasillo.
Y realmente no sé qué es lo que no sé,
y realmente no sé.
No, realmente no sé.
¿Te encontrarán boca abajo en tu máquina de conducir?
Balanceándote silenciosamente cuando tus piernas se liberan.
Y los autos pasan,
y estás adentro.
Tratando de drogarte lo suficiente para concentrarte.
Tratando de drogarte lo suficiente para concentrarte.
Tratando de drogarte lo suficiente para concentrarte.
Tratando de drogarte lo suficiente para concentrarte.
Escrita por: Swearing at Motorists