On Monday morning you'll get up
Can't wait till Friday, spend the evening down the pub
And then a gig on Saturday
It's quite expensive but you're going anyway
Next Monday morning you're depressed
Can't pay the ticket for next weekend's punk rock fest
Another one in two weeks time
Skip that as well, you're out of money once again
Chorus:
This ain't gonna work, this ain't gonna work
It never will
Too much too soon, too much too soon
It's overkill
There was a time with nothing to do
But it has changed, so many gigs for me and you
Sometimes I think it's overdone
If this goes wrong we'll soon be back to none