1988-02-25: Thursdays

I've learnt the knack of coping
With those Monday morning blues,
Tuesday simply follows on
And Wednesday's half way through,
Friday marks the end
Of the standard working week,
But I never could get the hang of Thursdays.

Life is never easy,
It often seems unfair,
And trials and tribulations
Are enough to cause despair,
But though there are some days
When things are really not so bad
I never could get the hang of Thursdays.

So when the sky is sunny
But you feel a drop of rain,
And the lift up to the eighteenth floor
Has broken down again,
If the door that's always open
Just slammed shut in your face,
It must be Thursday.