It’s Always Wednesday

All alone
On a grey and gloomy day
On her own
In the graveyard
Down the way
She's practicing her cello
And the reeds begin to sway
Between the graves

Can they hear?
Buried six feet underground
Entombed for years
As the crypts fill up with sound
She's speaking throught her instrument
The words she'd love to say
But she can't say

And the angels sigh
As the clouds begin to cry
Its always Wednesday
Like the cold and pretty fall
Its always Wednesday
At the centеr of it all
You loved to touch her heart
But shе might tear your world apart
Because its Wednesday, after all

Then there's school
While she doesn't quite fit in
She's no one's fool
Teasing her loved ones is a sin

She'll watch the bullies fall
Meawhile, she's having a ball
I guess our little girl's an adams after all

And the angels sigh
As the clouds begin to cry
Its always Wednesday
Like the cold and pretty fall
Its always Wednesday
At the center of it all
You loved to touch her heart
But she might tear your world apart
Because its Wednesday, after all
Because its Wednesday, after all

Thursday, she's intent
To cause an accident
Friday, she'll invent
Or do an expirament
Saturday, break the neck
Of little Marie Antionette
Sunday, she's content
She don't need the internet
I don't care if Monday's bluest
Wednsday, I'm in love

Now you've heard
As the music swirls around
Like pretty words
She would never said allowed
My brother's pigtail protégé
My little stormy cloud
Yes, let it out...

And the angels sigh
As the clouds begin to cry
Its always Wednesday
Like the cold and pretty fall
Its always Wednesday
My sweet melancholy doll
You loved to touch her heart
But she might tear your world apart
Because its Wednesday, after all
Because its Wednesday, after all