Elvis Costello - Seven Day Weekend - With Jimmy Cliff lyrics

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in the streets You say Monday's long enough but this is just the start Tuesday's just the same as Monday without the surprising part Wednesday's point of no return When you've squandered all you've earned One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend This is all I'm thinking about as the days go by Spend your life on holiday and even when I die There could be but one inscription 'This was not his day' If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday I can't wait until I maybe Get off work and see my baby One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend I can't wait until I maybe Get off work and see my baby One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend ...