Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta get cereal, because it's cereal.
Gotta have my T.V., Gotta have my remote
Seein’ a tree, it looks just like me.
Kickin’ hobos in the knee, everybody’s trying to be a bee
Gotta get down to the fun fair
Gotta catch my chair, I see a clown...
Potato in the front seat
Billy mays in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up
Does steak tastes like steak?

It’s Monday, Monday
Gotta go to space on Monday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Monday, Monday
Gotta eat a mop on Monday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend

Exploding, Exploding (Chairs)
I am a, I am a, (Square)
Cube, Cube, Cube, Cube
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

5:45, we’re making a meatloaf
The oven goes ding and i poked my eye
Sun, Sun, You can get burned by the sun
You know what it is
It's this giant peice of cheese
A clown got in a fight
Night is dark, because the suns not in sight
Now you know it

My wall's named Linda
I was yelling at a shoe store window
The door closes cause it's a door, I don't like it when my grandpa snores.

It’s Monday, Monday
Gotta go to space on Monday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
On Monday, Monday.