The Happy Mondays

The happy Mondays, we blow down alleyways
In our raincoats, in afternoons
The imaginary dogs beside us
Are old friends, they will speak to you
Happy in the daylight
Breathe out, breathe in the end of school time
Happy on the way home
The west side also feels, and they know
Everything that I know
The happy Mondays, we are blue-green
In the air, we are yellow, too
The clouds of Pennsylvania break apart
They move away from me and from you
Happy in the daylight
Breathe out, breathe in the end of school time
Happy on the way home
The west side also feels, and they know
Everything that I know