Monday, Monday....

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Monday, Monday, so good to me;
Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.
Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day;
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be.
Oh, Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me?
 




I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You're so self satisfied I don't need you
I've got to break free
God knows, God knows I want to break free.
 








Pascal is singing in the shower.........


No, nothing of nothing
Not the good things that have been done to me
Nor the bad things, to me these are the same
No, I regret nothing

It's paid for, removed, forgotten
I don't care about the past
I lit the fire
Swept away for always

I start again from £31M
 




Pascal does not bend - what a man. Walking away from £30M.


Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man ask for
Under pressure that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming, "Let me out!"
Tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets

Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor
These are the days - it never rains but it pours
People on streets - people on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming, "Let me out!"
Tomorrow gets me higher, higher, higher...
Pressure on people - people on streets
 




















Send "Momma Told Me Not To Come" Ringtone to your Cell
Want some whiskey in your water, sugar in your tea?
What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights 'cause I don't wanna see

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
"That ain't the way to have fun, no"

Open up the window, let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin' from the smell of stale perfume
And that cigarette you're smokin' 'bout scare me half to death
Open up the window, sucker, let me catch my breath

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, son

The radio is blastin', someone's knockin' at the door
I'm lookin' at my girlfriend, she's passed out on the floor
I seen so many things I ain't never seen before
Don't know what it is, I don't wanna see no more

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
She said, "That ain't the way to have fun, son"

That ain't the way to have fun, no, kill
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son

That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, no
That ain't the way to have fun, son
 




After the joy of Monday, Monday....based on this link we could be heading for gloomy Sunday if Pascal is forced to talk to Ian...


http://www.reuters.com/article/2014/05/21/us-astrazeneca-pfizer-idUSBREA3R0H520140521

My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless

Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Sorrow has taken you

Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
 












Queen of Light took her bow
And then she turned to go,
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone.
Oh, dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morn - ing light.
The dark Lord rides in force tonight
And time will tell us all.
Oh, throw down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might
Of the darkest of them all.
Zepplin Baby! The Battle of Evermore.....
 








Money get back
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away
 




Money get back
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away

ooh ooh what's that smell?
the smell of death surrounds you.
 












With apologies to Bowie....


Pushing thru the market
square
so many reps sighing
News had just come over,
AZ has 3-6 months left to cry in

Pascal wept and told us
AZ was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
then I knew he was not lying

I heard a brand new pipeline, cancer cures, favourite melodies
I saw reps, bosses and Medimmune cronies
My brain hurt like a warehouse
it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny reps, and all the tall-short reps
And all the nobody reps, and all the somebody reps
I never thought we needed so many reps

A rep my age went off her head
hit some tiny doctors
If Pascal hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them

A medimmune boss with a useless drug, fixed his stare at the conference delegates
A rep knelt and kissed the feet of a boss
and we all threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an expenses paid lunch
drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
don't think you knew you were in this sale

And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an shareholder
And I thought of Ian and and I wanted to get back there
His face, his race, the way that he talked
I kiss him, he's beautiful, but I want him to walk

We've got 3-6 months, stuck on my eyes
We've got 3-6 months, what a surprise
We've got 3-6 months, my brain hurts a lot
We've got 3-6 months, that's all we've got