Harrisons Monday's Arms
Like a man with no direction
Looking for a way out
Of the days of dissolution
As the tension mounts
The diamonds in the fire
Touch it your gonna get burnt
As they patronise
Look in their eyes
They secretly yearn to say
Oh oh leave us alone
I shouldn’t have to tell you down the microphone
The tide of your life
You know it starts to change
And when you try to do something different
You are met with malign
And it fills you with a feeling
That then leads to self doubt
As you sit drunk at the bar
And from the corner of your mouth you say
Oh oh leave us alone
I shouldn’t have to tell you down the microphone
How can you dance when you’re on your own?
But when you’re caught in the cradle of Monday’s arms
Your pissed up drunken madness
Didn’t warm to their charms
And you sit a little stiff
And you search for a line
To try again but don’t say when
And until that time we say
Oh oh leave us alone
I shouldn’t have to tell you down the microphone
How can you dance when you’re on your own?
