Century (FR) - Blues on a Monday lyrics

Sad about songs, 'bout the way they can cry All goes to show life's too wonderful If the pleasure is holdin' you down Could be the pain in your hand Choose any time, any place in your mind Too hot to think any better It's a pity it finished like this With only the hope to be missed Blues on a monday Church ev'ry sunday Blues on a monday On a monday 'bout eleven The ten o'clock people in bed I'm goin' one way, maybe heaven But the ticket don't say where it's head Adjusting my eyes as I curtain the blinds Don't want to show what I'm up to If it happens that somebody calls I'll hide the rope in the hall Blues on a monday Church ev'ry sunday Blues on a monday On a monday 'bout eleven The ten o'clock people in bed I'm goin' one way, maybe heaven But the ticket don't say where it's head Blues on a monday Church ev'ry sunday Blues on a monday On a monday 'bout eleven The ten o'clock people in bed I'm goin' one way, maybe heaven But the ticket don't say where it's head But I'll be back monday, 'bout eleven 'Cause the ten o'clock people don't know My ticket's not paid, even waylaid And as tuesday arrives, so does the dawn