Mondays look the same Lyrics

Monday's always the same
Monday's always the same

I gotta tell you this is something that you and me can't trust no more
No education, not a school or any book could teach you this I'm sure
He lived a noble life - am I supposed to feel ashamed?
He had a lovely wife - am I to blame?
'Cause

I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired

Don't ever question my ability to break out, I'm hard, girl
You got your gameshows, your Fendhi bags and doggy bags
But I want more
Worked in that factory, it never did me any good
Now he's on Channel 3 - now there's your proof
'Cause

I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
And I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
Oh, I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired

Mondays look the same
So that's what you get when you never get it
What about my fame?
I should warn you
It won't be the same

He lived a noble life - am I supposed to feel ashamed?
He had a lovely wife - am I to blame?
'Cause

I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
Yeah, I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
Oh, I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired

I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired