It’s Monday and I’m weary of the week I’ve got ahead
My body’s feeling heavy ‘cause of all the drugs it was fed
Got to go to school and my Maths teacher is a pain
But at least it’s only four more days ‘til I recommence killing my brain
It’s Tuesday and I’m far away from anything that’s good
If I had a joint to smoke right now I almost surely would
I guess it’s lucky that I don’t have drugs around my place
But in three more days, oh baby, I will get shit-faced
It’s Wednesday now and it is the middle of the week
To stop myself from bursting I had to kill a couple of geeks
They weren’t very popular so they will not be missed
And it’s only two more days before I can get pissed
It’s Thursday and to me it seems the week has gone so fast
Today I’m lost in beautiful memories of drunken times’ past
The weekend is so close I can nearly taste it
Tomorrow, you can mark my words, I’m going to get wasted
It’s Friday and I’m feeling motherfucking suicidal
People try to speak to me but I just sit here, idle
My parents are bastards, they don’t have the right
To tell me that I can't go out ‘cause I have a family dinner tonight.