The Brobecks Monday Morning

It was a lie

How could I’ve known?

A laughing stock all over town

Where do I stand if not for the ground

We’ll call it a night

But don’t go to bed

We’ll think about how

We’re happy instead

And being apart

The way it should be

I, I, I like you, you, you

No, I never really thought that it’d come to this

But the street don’t go to you anymore

And everybody’s pushing the man downstairs, downstairs

And here we are now

We’re stuck in the burs

I’ll sing this to you

But I don’t got the words

I think I like you, do you like me too?

We’ll call it a night

But don’t go to bed

We’ll think about how

We’re happy instead

And being a part

The way it should be

I, I, I like you, you, you

No, I never really thought that it’d come to this

But the street don’t go to you anymore

And everybody’s pushing the man downstairs, downstairs

I used to like you, but I don’t now

Go!

You never cared, you never cared

Monday morning

Monday morning

Monday morning

Monday morning

Monday morning