Waking up on monday morningnAnother week in front of menOutside my window the rain is fallingnA rain filled with tradgedynI see depressed people running all aroundnBack to work, back to worknnI cannot stand itnThere must be something better than thisnnBlack town, restless peoplenGray sky, all aroundnBlack town, restless peoplenGray sky, feeling downnIt's time to celebrate our fatennI'm waiting for a change in the weathernWhile I'm thinking, thinking of younAll dressed up in tight black leathernLets do what we are expected tonnEverything is so blurred and derangednI think it is time, time fore a changenI feel so restlessnIt's time to celebrate our fatennBlack town, restless peoplenGray sky, all aroundnBlack town, restless peoplenGray sky, feeling downnnI want to show you somethingnThere is so much else to seenBut now it's time for a celebrationnDedicated to realitynnBlack town, restless peoplenGray sky, all aroundnBlack town, restless peoplenGray sky, feeling downnnBlack town, restless peoplen(I cannot stand it)nGray sky, all aroundn(I feel so restless)nBlack town, restless peoplen(I cannot stand it)nGray sky, feeling downn(I feel so restless)nnIt's time to celebrate our fate