The silicon chip inside her head
Got switched to overload
Nobody’s gonna go to school today,
She’s gonna make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn’t understand it,
He always said she was good as gold,
And he can see
No reasons
'Cause there are
No reasons
What reason do you need to be shown. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
I want to shoot the whole day down.
The telex machine is kept so clean,
And it types to a waiting world,
Her mother feels so shocked,
Father’s world is rocked,
And their thoughts turned to their own little girl.
Well, sweet sixteen ain’t she peachy keen,
And it ain’t so neat to admit defeat,
There could be
No reasons
Because there are
No reasons
What reason do you need. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
I’m gonna shoot the whole day down, down, down
I’ll shoot it all down.
And all the playing’s stopped in the playground now
She want to play with her toys a while.
And school is out, oh and soon we will learn that
the lesson today is how to die.
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain tackles with the problems and the
how’s and why’s
And he can see
No reasons
'Cause there are
No reasons
What reason do you need to die, die. Oh! Oh! Oh!
The silicon chip inside her head
Got switched to overload
Oh! Oh! Nobody’s gonna go to school today,
She’s gonna make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn’t understand it,
He always said she was good as gold,
And he can see
No reasons
'Cause there are
No reasons
What reason do you need to be shown. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like, (Tell me why) I don’t like
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like, (Tell me why) I don’t like
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays.
I want to shoot the whole day down.
Oo oo oooooo!