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This Dread is Stifling Sunday�s here Feelin� the blues Monday come morning What am I to do Habits gettin� old Too poor to want Dreams of extravagance Money�s runnin� scant Each day gets longer Shufflin� feet Dead end job�s on a hunt Me: it wants to eat �� On TV, they got plenty But the block�s on hard times Roaches share the bed Why must we stay alive! Life�s hummin� in rotation How good was it then No looking back now Monday�s here again |