We've broken our backs
Enough broken bones
Come on, let's play the fools
Without waiting for the weekend
I want us to swap our clothes
And toast to life
We'll tell the boss
That we were too lazy

Come friend, come friend
We can't stay here
From Monday to Monday
We shouldn't waste our lives
Come friend, come friend
Come on, let's put ourselves on voicemail
We lie to them, we tell them

That we're running to the ends of the earth
We're fleeing what's weighing us down
We only have plan B's until tomorrow
We're running to the ends of the earth
The time of a few blondes
We just have to burn everything, even if we have nothing

We're fed up with the routine (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're fed up with the alarm clock (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're not in trouble (pa-ra-pa-pa)
Anyway, we have nothing to lose

In truth, I don't like schedules
The morning, it stresses me out
So much for the career
We'll leave retirement to them
We raise our middle finger
To all those we hate
For us, the hardship is over
Kisses to those who stay

Come friend, come friend
We can't stay here
From Monday to Monday
We shouldn't waste our lives
Come friend, come friend
Come on, let's put ourselves on voicemail
We lie to them, we tell them

That we're running to the ends of the earth
We're fleeing what's weighing us down
We only have plan B's until tomorrow
We're running to the ends of the earth
The time of a few blondes
We just have to burn everything, even if we have nothing

We're fed up with the routine (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're fed up with the alarm clock (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're not in trouble (pa-ra-pa-pa)
Anyway, we have nothing to lose

We're fed up with the routine (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're fed up with the alarm clock (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're not in trouble (pa-ra-pa-pa)
Anyway, we have nothing to lose (pa-ra-pa-pa)

We're fed up with the routine (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're fed up with the alarm clock (pa-ra-pa-pa)
We're not in trouble (pa-ra-pa-pa)
They don't know what they're losing

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