Monday
Animal Liberation Orchestra Lyrics


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Go back to sleep and dream
Tip down your pink sombrero
Today was a time machine
That's broken down in tomorrow

And I know
By the sound
Of the rain
As it falls on the ground
That this love
Is a shelter with holes
If we stay here too long
We'll be drenched to the bones

Go back to sleep and dream
Cling to the ones that you love
Hide them in your memories
So you'll remember exactly what was

When you wake
To the sound
Of the rain
As it falls on the ground
And you'll know
It's a shelter with holes
If we stay here too long
We'll be drenched to the bones

Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become of my someday
Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become of my someday
Someday, someday, someday, maybe I'll stop looking back on
Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become…

Go back to sleep and dream
Tip down your pink sombrero
This van is a time machine
That's broken down in tomorrow

We get lost
On the way
By the things
That we do and we say
Things we don't even mean
But we say anyways
And pretend to believe

Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become of my someday
Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become of my someday




Someday, someday, someday, maybe I'll stop looking back on
Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become…

Overall Meaning

The song "Monday" by Animal Liberation Orchestra talks about the idea of time and memories. The opening lines, "Go back to sleep and dream, tip down your pink sombrero, today was a time machine that's broken down in tomorrow" create a sense of nostalgia and longing for the past. The singer of the song wants to relive the memories and experiences he once had, as he feels that the present is just a broken down version of the past.


The lyrics also highlight the fragility of love and relationships. The lines, "And I know by the sound of the rain as it falls on the ground that this love is a shelter with holes, if we stay here too long we'll be drenched to the bones" suggest that even though love can be a source of comfort, it is not always strong enough to withstand the trials of time.


Towards the end of the song, the repetition of the phrase "Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become of my someday" emphasizes the idea of time moving forward and how the singer cannot go back to relive his past. The song has a bittersweet tone, capturing the nostalgic feeling of wanting to go back in time while acknowledging that it is impossible to do so.


Line by Line Meaning

Go back to sleep and dream
Return to your subconscious and imagine a better reality


Tip down your pink sombrero
Relax and let go of any worries or stress


Today was a time machine
The past has shaped our present experience


That's broken down in tomorrow
The future is uncertain and unpredictable


And I know
The artist is certain of their belief


By the sound
The rain serves as an indicator


Of the rain
The precipitation falling from the sky


As it falls on the ground
The raindrops hit the Earth's surface


That this love
The relationship in focus


Is a shelter with holes
The connection provides some protection but is not impervious


If we stay here too long
Remaining in this state will cause damage


We'll be drenched to the bones
Continuing on this path will result in significant harm


Cling to the ones that you love
Hold onto and cherish your loved ones


Hide them in your memories
Store them in your mind for future reflection


So you'll remember exactly what was
To recall specific moments and feelings


When you wake
Once you've become aware again


It's a shelter with holes
The relationship will face challenges


We'll be drenched to the bones
Continuing as we are will result in significant damage


Monday, Monday, Monday, see what's become of my someday
Reflecting on how today will impact the future


Someday, someday, someday, maybe I'll stop looking back on
The hope to stop living in the past


We get lost
One can become disoriented


On the way
During the journey


By the things
Due to the actions or words


That we do and we say
Our choices and communication affect our experiences


Things we don't even mean
Sometimes our words or actions aren't intentional


But we say anyways
We utter them regardless


And pretend to believe
We attempt to convince ourselves of these falsehoods




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