D
D F
Woke up with the shakes on the bathroom floor
D
The sun is shining, I felt like drinking some more
F
Sunday's takeaway welded on my Elvis tray
D
It's a pound a can in the garden all day
F
Start at noon, keep on going through 'til two
D
Dabbing speed like a monkey in a fucking zoo
F
Get your girl in the bathroom, after flirting all day
G D
It's the time of your life on bank-holiday Monday
C
Street fighting
Bb
Yet some day
C
You get out
D
Out of those Mondays
C
Yes some say
Bb
They were the best days
C
Out of our minds
D C D
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
D F
It's 8 o'clock time to catch the next bus to town
D
When the drink is in, the wit is most definitely out
F
Late bars, fight starts, between my brother and I
D
Get kicked out so we hold tight and take it outside
F
Dodging cars, new scars, fighting out on the road
D
Knees me in the chest my head and arse hits the floor
F
Swallowed tongue, what we done, someone's hand in my mouth
D
Got to pull it back out on a bank-holiday Monday
C
Street fighting
Bb
Yet some day
C
You get out
D
Out of those Mondays
C
Yes some say
Bb
They were the best days
C
Out of our minds
D C D
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
D Db C Bm
D Db
I want to stick him real hard with a kitchen knife
C
But we share the same bed in my mam's house tonight
G
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait, until he walks up the lane
D
It's all the fun of the fair on bank-holiday Monday
C
Street fighting
Bb
Yet some day
C
You get out
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D
Out of those Mondays
C
Yes some say
Bb
They were the best days
C
Out of our minds
D C D
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
C D C D
Yeah, yeah
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