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Come monday night the day of work is doneTuesday morning lose the grey of ordinarinessStart by putting off your choresAnd all the crushing boresSay your morning prayersSing a rousing songThen sing it on the long walk homeCome monday night we're in a state of praiseTwenty-million boys are caught up in a paper chaseIf the weekend promised muchThen it failed to touchOn a single count what i was hoping forWhat i was hoping forCome monday night we turn the telly offTo listen to the silenceLight that comes in from outsideIf you could catch it allAnd pin it to your wallThen you would sleep much betterBaby you would sleep much betterMaybe you would sleep much betterBaby you would sleep much betterMaybe you would sleep much betterBaby you would sleep much betterSongtexteMaybe you would sleep much betterBaby you would sleep much betterMaybe you would sleep much betterBaby you would sleep much betterMaybe you would sleep much betterBaby you would sleep much better Aus Songtexte Mania