Laura Marling - Mondays lyrics

[Laura Marling - Mondays lyrics]

You don't hate Mondays
You hate getting fucked in the tit's
I was an artist before I became this
Can you believe i used to do this for free?

I want your money, I want your power
I want the choice to get out of this town
Nowhere to go
You can't build nothing on unknowns

I've got a house and a family to raise
Don't grow on trees so it
Won't grow on praise if you believe
Pull out your pockets for me

I'll tip my hat to the ground where I stand
I'll beg for scraps from
Some kind hearted man can you believe
That I used to suck dick for free?

You don't hate Mondays


You hate getting fucked in the tit's
I was an artist before I became this
Can you believe
That I used to suck dick for free?

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