Thursday Blues

[Verse]
The clock is slow
The coffee’s weak
My inbox screams
My chair’s got a squeak
The copier’s jammed again
What a treat
[Chorus]
It’s Thursday
Oh Thursday
Not quite the weekend
Not quite okay
Thursday
Sweet Thursday
You’re the beige sweater of my workday
[Verse 2]
The boss walks in
He’s lost his pen
Asks me to find it
Then loses it again
I’m running on fumes and a peppermint tin
[Prechorus]
Why does the printer hate me so
Why does the stapler never let go
[Chorus]
It’s Thursday
Oh Thursday
The lunchroom smells like yesterday
Thursday
Plain Thursday
You’re the soggy toast of my weekday
[Bridge]
The town’s so small
I hear the train
It’s the same one I miss again and again
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll catch my break
But today’s a Thursday I just can’t shake

acoustic with female vocals; features a playful guitar riff and light tambourine for rhythm, folksy, creating a small-town charm with humorous storytelling, female vocals