Maldito lunes

Odio los lunes, como me imagino que la gran mayoría de personas, lo odio con todas mis fuerzas. Él no me ha hecho nada, pero lo odio por todo lo que representa. El lunes representa la vuelta al trabajo, la vuelta a los problemas, a los "marrones", a la esclavitud, al agobio...

The silicon chip inside her head.
Gets switched to overload,
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home,
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold,
And he can see no reason.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown.

Tell me why.
I Dont't like Mondays.
I want to shoot.
The whole day down.

The Telex machine is kept so clean.
As it types to a waiting world,
And Mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to.
Their own little girl.
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
They can see no reasons.
Cos there are no reasons.
What reason do you need to be shown,Br.

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All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die,
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain crackles,
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die

I don't like mondays - Boomtown Rats

Aunque pensándolo bien, no llego a tanto como la chica norteamericana de la que habla la canción, que un lunes en 1979 y con tan solo 16 años, disparó sin razón aparente contra sus compañeros de clase. El resultado fue de 2 muertos y 9 heridos y su única razón, "no le gustaban los lunes".