The (B)sil i con chip in (D#m7)side her head and gets (E)switched to to o ver (F#)load.
And Moth And (B)no bod y’s gon na go to (D#m7)school to day, rocked she’s gon na (E)make them stay at (F#sus2)home.
lit tle girl.
And (E)Dad dy does n’t un der stand (E)peach it, y keen, he al ways (B)said she was good as gold.
(E)mit de feat.
And he can see no rea sons ’cause there are no rea sons, what rea son do you need to be (F#)shown?
Oh.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like (B)Mon days.
Tell me (E)why.
I don’t like (F#)Mon days.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like (B)Mon days, I wan na (E)shoot, ooh,
(CN.C.)the whole day (B)down.
The (B)tel ex ma chine is (D#m7)kept so clean and it (E)types to a wait ing (F#)world.
And Moth er (B)feels so y’s shocked, na Fa ther’s (D#m7)world is day, rocked she’s and their (E)thoughts turn to their (F#sus2)own lit tle girl.
And (E)Sweet dy six n’t teen, ain’t that (E)peach it, y keen, he no it (B)ain’t so was neat to ad (E)mit de feat.
And They can see no rea sons ’cause there are no rea sons, what rea son sons you do to you (F#)need?
Oh.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like (B)Mon days.
Tell me (E)why.
I don’t like (F#)Mon days.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like (B)Mon days, I wan na (E)shoot, ooh,
(CN.C.)the whole day (B)down.
The (CN.C.)the whole day (D#sus)down, (D#m)down, (D#sus)down, (D#m)shoot it all down.
And all the play ing’s stopped in the (D#m7)play ground now, she (E)wants to play with her (F#)toys a while.
And (B)school’s out ear ly and (D#m7)soon we’ll be learn ing and the (E)les son to day is (F#)how to die!
And then the (E)bull horn crack les and the (E)cap tain tack les with the (B)prob lems and the (Bsus)hows (B)and whys.
And he can see (CN.C.)no rea sons ’cause there (E)are (CN.C.)no rea sons, what (E)rea son (CN.C.)do you need to (F#)die, die, oh.
And the (B)sil i con chip in (D#m)side her head gets (E)switched to o ver (F#)load.
(E)Oh, (CN.C.)and (B)no bod y’s gon na go to (D#m7)school to day, she’s gon na (E)make them stay at (F#)home.
And (E)Dad dy does n’t un der stand it, he al ways (B)said she was good as gold.
And he can see no rea sons ’cause there are no rea sons, what rea son do you need to be (F#)shown.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like (B)Mon days.
Tell me (E)why.
I don’t like (F#)Mon days.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like, I don’t like.
Tell me (E)why.
I don’t like (F#)Mon days.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like, I don’t like.
Tell me (E)why.
I don’t like (F#)Mon days.
Tell me (B)why.
I don’t like (D#m7)Mon days.
I wan na (E)shoot, ooh.
(CN.C.)the whole day (B)down.
This page shows “I Don't Like Mondays” by The Boomtown Rats in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of B at 144 BPM, a slightly more challenging arrangement — practice each phrase slowly first.