Black Monday,

Is Coming Around Again

And It Feels Like A Friend

Who Just Won't Take A Hint, Cuz It's



Hangin Me Up, And It's

Hangin Around

And I'm Feeling Far Too Lost To Feel Too Profound

And The Tone Of My Voice Is The Loneliest Sound

And My Heroes Have All Become Pathetic Clowns

And I'm Feeling Far Too Lost To Feel Too Profound



My Friend Kate,

You Laugh Like A Tidal Wave

But Charlie Won't Surf,

On Your Laughter, On Black Monday, And The



Shadows I Feel, Are The

Shadows In Me

And Not Even Your Face Or Your Beautiful Smile

Or The Curve Of Your Breasts Or Your Laughing Bright Eyes

Could Make Me Beleive I'm A Winner Tonite

When Monday Morning Is Just Outta Sight,

Ya Monday Morning Is Just Outta Sight.



Well I Know A Story,

'Bout A Man Who Couldn't See Past His Finger Tips

To Reach Out And Touch It

Was Just Too Much Like He Needs It

And I Know Of Her

Who Reached Out To Me And All She Got Were My Barb Wire Hands

And I Won't Be Too Proud

If She Can't Depend On Me When Black Monday Stats Comin' Round



My Friend Kate,

You Are Sad, And Beautiful

And The Way I Am

Has Never Been Too Good For Us, Cuz I'm



Too Blind To Hear, And I'm

Too Deaf To See.

But I Still Have A Voice That Can Call Out Your Name

With A Gut Full Of Beer And A Head Full Of Pain

I Can Lie In Yer Arms And Be Lover's Again

(and) Thank God Tuesday Morning Is Just Hours Away

Thank God Tuesday Morning Is Just Hours Away, Yeah



And Do You Know,

I Won't Let You Down, Let You Down

Rest Your Head,

When I Come Around, Come Around



Do You Know,

You Can Count On Me, Count On Me

Laugh Out Loud,

I See What You See, What You See



Naa, Naaa. . .