It's gonna be a Monday or a Tuesday

And I don't wanna wake up at 8am

I don't have to work til 3

Don't think these streets get so clean

Another mattress on the sidewalk

It's a little game of tag

That I play every week with the street sweeping man

There's no room for my baby

So I guess he's staying away tonight

On the Monday side I'll be safe

But it's only a temporary escape

From my oppression

I'm safe now but I can't say the same about tomorrow

I've been driving round these streets for half an hour

The situation's bleak and I can't see the signs

Nobody's leaving at

This time of night

My two-bedroom has one parking spot

That I can't use

Wish I lived in Hancock Park

Mile-long driveway, valet for all my friends

On the Monday side I'll be safe

But it's only a temporary escape

From my oppression

I'm safe now but I can't say the same about tomorrow

It's the little ways we put up with oppression

The little taxes on the working class

Can't afford that $80 ticket

But Sunday night just comes around so fast

On the Monday side I'll be safe

But it's only a temporary escape

From my oppression

I'm safe now but I can't say the same about tomorrow