Stereophonics - Bank Holiday Monday lyrics
[Stereophonics - Bank Holiday Monday lyrics]
Woke up with the shakes on the bathroom floor
The sun is shining
I felt like drinking some more
Sunday's takeaway welded on my Elvis tray
It's a pound a can in the garden all day
Start at noon, keep on going through til two
Dabbing speed like a monkey in a fucking zoo
Get your girl in the bathroom
After flirting all day
It's the time of your life
On Bank Holiday Monday
Street Fighting yet some day
You get out
Out of those Mondays yes some say
They were the best days out of our minds
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's 8 o'clock time to catch
The next bus to town when the drink is in
The wit is most definitely out
Late bars, fight starts
Between my brother and I
Get kicked out so we hold
Tight and take it outside
Dodging cars, new scars
Fighting out on the road
Knees me in the chest my head
And arse hit's the floor
Swallowed tongue, what we done
Someone's hand in my mouth
Got to pull it back out
On a Bank Holiday Monday
Street Fighting yet some day
You get out
Out of those mondays yes some say
They were the best days out of our minds
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to stick him real
Hard with a kitchen knife
But we share the same bed
In my mom's house tonight
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait
Until he walks up the lane
It's all the fun of the
Fair on Bank Holiday Monday
Street Fighting yet some day
You get out
Out of those Mondays yes some say
They were the best days out of our minds
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The sun is shining
I felt like drinking some more
Sunday's takeaway welded on my Elvis tray
It's a pound a can in the garden all day
Start at noon, keep on going through til two
Dabbing speed like a monkey in a fucking zoo
Get your girl in the bathroom
After flirting all day
It's the time of your life
On Bank Holiday Monday
Street Fighting yet some day
You get out
Out of those Mondays yes some say
They were the best days out of our minds
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's 8 o'clock time to catch
The next bus to town when the drink is in
The wit is most definitely out
Late bars, fight starts
Between my brother and I
Get kicked out so we hold
Tight and take it outside
Dodging cars, new scars
Fighting out on the road
Knees me in the chest my head
And arse hit's the floor
Swallowed tongue, what we done
Someone's hand in my mouth
Got to pull it back out
On a Bank Holiday Monday
Street Fighting yet some day
You get out
Out of those mondays yes some say
They were the best days out of our minds
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to stick him real
Hard with a kitchen knife
But we share the same bed
In my mom's house tonight
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait
Until he walks up the lane
It's all the fun of the
Fair on Bank Holiday Monday
Street Fighting yet some day
You get out
Out of those Mondays yes some say
They were the best days out of our minds
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah