I don't like mondays

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Kobdb37Cwc

 

 

Boomtown rats fue una de las primeras bandas de new wave. Comenzó su trabajo a finales de los 70, con gran repercusión en la juventud irlandesa del momento. Originalmente formados en Dún Laoghaire (Irlanda) en 1975 con el nombre the Nightlife Thugs, por el periodista musical Bob Geldof (voz) , Dún Laoghaire, Garry Roberts, Gerry Cott (guitarra), Johnnie Fingers (teclado), Pete Briquette bajo), y Simon Crowe (batería). A pesar de sus influencias de R&B, la banda fue inicialmente considerada como punk y vetada en su país de origen.
Su tercer disco, The Fine Art Of Surfacing, coincidió con su mejor momento, con el gran éxito de esta canción «I Don’t Like Mondays», que, en realidad, trata de la historia real de una adolescente que, el 29 de Enero de 1979 en San Carlos, California, fue al colegio con un rifle, no con libros ni material escolar, e hirió a 8 niños y mató al portero y al director. La compuso Bob Geldof, líder y vocalista del grupo, que asombraba a su público por su trabajo social, acudiendo siempre en ayuda de aquellos países que no tenían nada a causa de alguna catástrofe o la estaban pasando mal por problemas políticos.

 

The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to be shown

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down

The telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And Mother feels so shocked
Father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen
No it ain't so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need oh oh oh oh

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down, down, down
Shoot it all down

And now the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys awhile
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die, oh oh oh

And the silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like, I don't like
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like, I don't like
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down