Have you ever been down to Bank St, On a fine September's eve?
When the trees are swaying gently, like a drunkard in the breeze
When the moon is in the sky, white and shiny like me a***
Well it gives yeh courage and gives you life
And an urge to hit the bars
On a similar Monday evening, to Bank street I did stroll
and In a bold display of typical Jimmy self-control
Well I strolled into the pub, and who'd you think I'd see?
But Ghostface with a pitcher of Beer
And he kindly said to me:
Cho: Come order up the house, we'll booze it all away
There's nary a night for drinking like a Monday
There's Stefan And Stefan and Rhowan and Christopher, Joseph and Ryan and Ren
We've all been drunk this badly but we can't remember when
While the Working Joes are tired, and the suits are tucked away
The glasses ring as you hear me sing
Thank god it's b***** Monday
Chorus
So if you're in the neighborhood on the first night of the week
With dry lips and a thirst so fierce that you can hardly speak
Well, come in and take a chair, with the party at table 12
I'll give you a wink and get you a drink
And tell you to f*** yourself
Chorus(x2)
When the trees are swaying gently, like a drunkard in the breeze
When the moon is in the sky, white and shiny like me a***
Well it gives yeh courage and gives you life
And an urge to hit the bars
On a similar Monday evening, to Bank street I did stroll
and In a bold display of typical Jimmy self-control
Well I strolled into the pub, and who'd you think I'd see?
But Ghostface with a pitcher of Beer
And he kindly said to me:
Cho: Come order up the house, we'll booze it all away
There's nary a night for drinking like a Monday
There's Stefan And Stefan and Rhowan and Christopher, Joseph and Ryan and Ren
We've all been drunk this badly but we can't remember when
While the Working Joes are tired, and the suits are tucked away
The glasses ring as you hear me sing
Thank god it's b***** Monday
Chorus
So if you're in the neighborhood on the first night of the week
With dry lips and a thirst so fierce that you can hardly speak
Well, come in and take a chair, with the party at table 12
I'll give you a wink and get you a drink
And tell you to f*** yourself
Chorus(x2)