Alien Monday

You wake up
Put on the same old thing
You get on the same old train
To come back again
(And you know)
It’s eight o’clock
The light shines through your windscreen
An extraterrestrial feel
Comes and takes you away
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
No one sees the lights like we do
Other people’s minds I see through
Zebra crossings and traffic jams
Businessmen and hard demands
When he coughed, I saw the breath that he blew
It’s alien Monday
Yeah, it’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
Other people fly, so we flew
Other people cried, so we’re blue
I know that you deny that it’s you
But don’t you realize that we’re cool
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday
It’s alien Monday