Monday It Is

Monday it is, you're ugly at best. I'll show you how to waste it...
Just do the same thing again and again
Soon you'll have lost your sense of taste; you've seen it fifteen hundred times before
All of the people, places, things, are in their boxes

I find it hard to get exited. Attention when I click my fingers
Then I don't know anyone or anything. See if I can start a change