We've been told
to live our lives just
working on a feeling
Waiting for the sun
to shine on what
we do believe in
In every man
I hear the cry
of someone else
A drowning man
reaching out
but no one hears
I know a man
living out his life
without a reason
And he says
Monday's got
a beautiful baby
Mmm
Wednesday's child
can never win
Can never win
Little Saturday will
work till he's crazy
But Friday's child
is born to give
Now what about
all the unborn people
that will suffer
At the hands of
Mister Right who
cares about no other
I see a mother
who lets her children
use her up
I know a father
to sacrifice
his wayward son
I wonder what you
give that someone
else is needing
Next to nothing
Monday's got
a beautiful baby
It can never never
never make it
Ah.... but Friday's
child
And you say
Mon... do do
do do do
People never never
never win
Yes I will
'cos Friday's child
And you say
