愛とか恋とか歌われても どうせ死ぬときは独りぼっちさ 嘘とか矛盾でこの街はいつも キラキラしてるから心地いいよな You know we're in the plastic city I feel romantic baby And everybody need somebody Oh darling... あなたが想うよりも遥か 誰よりも愛していたんだ 鮮やかなPlastic city 綺麗だね 流行りのドラマとお決まりのデリバリー それだけで僕は満たされてる 隣にあなたが居ない毎日も キラキラしてるから不思議だよな You know we're in the plastic city I feel romantic baby And everybody need somebody Oh darling... あなたが想うよりも遥か 誰よりも愛していたんだ 鮮やかなPlastic city 踊りたい 想像してよ この世界を 完璧すぎる どこまでも でも何か足りない 一つだけ足りない それはキミの温もり?? You know we're in the plastic city I feel romantic baby And everybody need somebody Oh darling... あなたが想うよりも遥か 誰よりも愛していたんだ I'm never gonna get you back any more...

The silicon chip inside her head Gets switched to overload And 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? (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 wanna shoot, ooh, 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 turn to their own little girl Sweet sixteen, ain't that peachy keen Now it ain't so neat to admit defeat They can see no reasons 'Cause there are no reasons What reasons 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 wanna shoot, ooh, the whole day down Down, down, shoot it all down And all the playing's stopped in the playground now She wants to play with the toys a while And school's out early and soon we be learning And the lesson today is how to die And then the bullhorn crackles and the captain tackles With the problems and the hows and whys And he can see no reasons 'Cause there are no reasons What reason do you need to die, die, oh oh oh? And the silicon chip inside her head get switched to overload And nobodys going to go to school today She is going to 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 (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (Tell me why) I don't like I don't like (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (Tell me why) I don't like I dont't like (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (Tell me why) I don't like Mondays I wanna shoot, oooh, the whole day down Oooh oooh oooh

I like New Year's, I like Mondays I like firsts of the month Notebook paper, wet cement The moment's never been touched I like knowing that there's something That I haven't messed up 'Cause I will, and I do And I'm supposed to I am perfect, if by perfect You mean totally flawed I am wrestling with the presence Of an all-knowing God I drink caffeine even though I always said I would not So I'm weak, or a fool But I'm supposed to Be That's me I rush the future, I cling to the past I'm terrified the present will not last I see the irony, I get the fact It's already gone By the time that the thought Has passed I am working on it Give me some grace I like empty pages I like Mondays I like order, I like answers Wrapped in ribbon and twine I grab hold of unknown outcomes 'Til my knuckles are white I am trying to be kinder To this body of mine 'Cause it keeps me alive Like it's supposed to I rush the future, I cling to the past I'm terrified the present will not last I see the irony, I get the fact It's already gone By the time that the thought Has passed I am working on it Give me some grace I like empty pages I like Mondays I would eat the solar system All in one bite If it could give me clarity If it would let me freeze time I'm trying to surrender But I'm hard-wired for fight Give me some grace I like empty pages I like I like New Year's, I like Mondays I like firsts of the month Notebook paper, wet cement The moment's never been touched I like knowing that there's something That I haven't messed up 'Cause I will, and I do And I'm supposed to

Cuz' you're overeducated You need love first before you make it You've got nothing to show baby Cuz you're overeducated You thought too hard You lost in faith in Your gut feeling You've gotta' breathe in Cuz' you're overeducated Throw your notes out on the pavement. Was it enough for you to go on? Was it enough for you to go on? Was it enough for you to go on? Was it enough for you to go on? Was it a "have to," "must've," "wonder?" Was it a "have to," "must've," "wonder?"