Tung Måndag
Idiot Lyrics
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Har just gått hem
Har inte hunnit sova alls
Huvet värker av att tänka
Vill att frun min ska bli änka
Tre dagars fest
Först nu får jag betala priset
Munnen luktar självdöd iller
Dags att knapra halspastiller
(Måndag morgon)
En lördag till är vad jag skulle vilja ha
Men idag är veckans värsta dag
Seg som knäck
Känner mig väck
Men måste vakna upp ur koman
Upp ur sängen, börja jobba
Chefen får man inte nobba
(Måndag morgon)
En lördag till är vad jag skulle vilja ha
Men idag är veckans värsta dag
(Måndag morgon)
En lördag till är vad jag skulle vilja ha
Men idag är veckans värsta dag
The song "Tung Måndag" by Idiot's is a humorous take on the dread and woes of Monday mornings. The lyrics describe the aftermath of a weekend full of drinking and partying, where the singer finds himself returning home at 5:15 am, without having slept at all. His head hurts from all the thinking, and his breath smells terrible. He wishes his wife would become a widow so that he could be free from his responsibilities.
As the day progresses, he struggles to wake up and get to work. He feels sluggish and exhausted, but knows he cannot afford to skip work. He laments that Monday is the worst day of the week and longs for another Saturday. The song ends with the repetition of this line, highlighting the monotony of the working week.
The lyrics of "Tung Måndag" are relatable to many people who have experienced the fatigue and depression of Monday mornings. The song showcases the band's ability to create a fun and catchy tune while delivering a social commentary on the issues faced by the working class. The humorous tone of the lyrics reflects the band's approach to punk rock, which often features a satirical or ironic perspective on social issues.
Line by Line Meaning
Kvart över fem
It's quarter past five in the morning
Har just gått hem
I've just got home
Har inte hunnit sova alls
I haven't had any sleep yet
Huvet värker av att tänka
My head is aching from thinking
Vill att frun min ska bli änka
I wish my wife would become a widow
Tre dagars fest
Three days of partying
och jag drack mest
And I drank the most
Först nu får jag betala priset
Only now am I paying the price
Munnen luktar självdöd iller
My mouth smells like a dead polecat
Dags att knapra halspastiller
Time to pop throat lozenges
(Måndag morgon)
(Monday morning)
En lördag till är vad jag skulle vilja ha
I wish it were Saturday again
Men idag är veckans värsta dag
But today is the worst day of the week
Seg som knäck
As sluggish as caramel candy
Känner mig väck
I feel dead
Men måste vakna upp ur koman
But I have to wake up from the coma
Upp ur sängen, börja jobba
Get out of bed, start working
Chefen får man inte nobba
You can't say no to the boss
(Måndag morgon)
(Monday morning)
En lördag till är vad jag skulle vilja ha
I wish it were Saturday again
Men idag är veckans värsta dag
But today is the worst day of the week
(Måndag morgon)
(Monday morning)
En lördag till är vad jag skulle vilja ha
I wish it were Saturday again
Men idag är veckans värsta dag
But today is the worst day of the week
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