(Joe Jackson)
Here we go, Monday morning at last
In the land of the brave and the bold
Sunlight is hurting my eyes
But it's on to the glittering prize
There's a rent to pay
Gimme a coffee to go, make it fast
There'll be a merger before it gets cold
They've closed down the whole seventh floor
The young guns are ready for war
But I'm holding on
Long ago and far away
I was safe and sound
But love got lost
Along the way