Monday’s Arms

Looking for a way out Of the days of dissolution As the tension mounts The diamonds in the fire Touch it your gonna get burnt As they patronise Look in their eyes They secretly yearn to say Oh oh leave us alone I shouldn't have to tell you down the microphone The tide of your life You know it starts to change And when you try to do something different You are met with malign And it fills you with a feeling That then leads to self doubt As you sit drunk at the bar And from the corner of your mouth you say Oh oh leave us alone I shouldn't have to tell you down the microphone How can you dance when you're on your own? But when you're caught in the cradle of Monday's arms Your pissed up drunken madness Didn't warm to their charms And you sit a little stiff And you search for a line To try again but don't say when And until that time we say Oh oh leave us alone I shouldn't have to tell you down the microphone How can you dance when you're on your own?