Day of the Dead
The Church Lyrics


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Day of the dead down in Mexico
You ever been on a holiday?
You ever thought that you been here before
You ever been in a desperate way
On the beach stands a donkey who is waiting for you
He hee-haws, stamping his hoof
A fine blue day as dreamed by the boys
Nodding up on the roof

And in the meetings held in the darkness
And in the darkness everyone's blind
Venereal monsters stand there in velvet
And you know you're falling behind

Drink in a bar down in Leap Motel
I get involved with a prisoner
She's got a skull like a seraphim
I figure she is a messenger
She's at the heart of the festival
She's got the hands of a picador
She asks the spirits for a romance
She gets a ghost for a paramour

And in the weddings held in the darkness
'Cause in the darkness the guests are all blind
Great lumps are melting wrapped up in satin
And I know you're falling behind

Day of the dead down in Mexico
We read a book on the Alamo
We filled the tank up with Texaco
We buy a trinket for curio
We walk big stuff through the marketplace
Dripping smoke, dollars and aftershave
I got the mind of an astronaut
Emerging from the shell unscathed
Climbing out of hell unchanged

But then the dealers deal in the darkness
And in the darkness dealers are blind




Jokers and aces, bruisy and blackfern
I know you're falling behind

Overall Meaning

The Church's "Day of the Dead" portrays a haunting tale of a journey to Mexico for the Day of the Dead, a holiday that commemorates loved ones who have passed on. The lyrics describe a surreal world of magic, romance and deception with a plethora of vibrant imagery. The opening lines of the song lure the listener into the realm of the dead with the idea of being on holiday, leaving familiarity behind to be transported to a land of uncertainty. The sea, sand, and a donkey all come to life, greeting the listener and setting the path for their journey. The song’s lyrics include encounters with pickpockets in a bar, a woman dressed as a skull, and spirits demanding attention for romance. The lyric “I know you’re falling behind” is repeated throughout the song, creating a sense of urgency and pressing the idea that the journey is on a deadline. The final lines of the song suggest that the trip to hell is an opportunity to emerge transformed, unchanged and unscathed.


The "Day of the Dead" by The Church reflects on the band's inspiration from magic realism in Latin American literature, particularly Gabriel Garcia Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude." This song's spectral imagery is influenced by the Latin American tradition of allegorical fiction, leading to a surrealistic portrayal of the rich and multifaceted experience of traveling to Mexico. Such imagery comes to life in the lines, "Venereal monsters stand there in velvet," and "Great lumps are melting wrapped up in satin." The song releases a mighty circular flow of words that echo and rise with the music, adding a fairytale quality to the song.


Guided by acoustic strumming blended with a dreamy melody, "Day of the Dead" captivates the listener’s audience while taking them on a journey to a different place, time, and mind. This song is outstanding in its ability to transport its listeners and impact its audience with atmospheric and surrealistic lyrics. In summary, The Church's "Day of the Dead" is a masterful display of poetic lyrics, searing guitar melodies, captivating soundscapes, and haunting vocals.


Line by Line Meaning

Day of the dead down in Mexico
The celebration of the dead in Mexico


You ever been on a holiday?
Have you ever experienced a holiday?


You ever thought that you been here before
Have you ever had déjà vu?


You ever been in a desperate way
Have you ever been in a desperate situation?


On the beach stands a donkey who is waiting for you
There is a waiting donkey on the beach


He hee-haws, stamping his hoof
The donkey makes noise and stamps its hoof


A fine blue day as dreamed by the boys
A beautiful day dreamed of by the boys


Nodding up on the roof
The boys nod on the roof


And in the meetings held in the darkness
Secret meetings held in the dark


And in the darkness everyone's blind
In darkness, no one can see


Venereal monsters stand there in velvet
Scary creatures wearing velvet


And you know you're falling behind
You feel like you're failing


Drink in a bar down in Leap Motel
Drinking at Leap Motel


I get involved with a prisoner
Getting involved with someone who is imprisoned


She's got a skull like a seraphim
Her skull looks like that of an angel


I figure she is a messenger
Thinking she's a messenger


She's at the heart of the festival
She's at the center of the celebration


She's got the hands of a picador
Her hands resemble those of a bullfighter


She asks the spirits for a romance
She begs the spirits for a romantic partner


She gets a ghost for a paramour
She ends up with a ghost as her lover


And in the weddings held in the darkness
Secret weddings held in the dark


'Cause in the darkness the guests are all blind
In darkness, guests can't see


Great lumps are melting wrapped up in satin
Bodies wrapped in satin are melting


And I know you're falling behind
And you're feeling like you're behind


Day of the dead down in Mexico
The celebration of the dead in Mexico


We read a book on the Alamo
Reading about The Alamo


We filled the tank up with Texaco
Filling the gas tank with Texaco


We buy a trinket for curio
Buying a souvenir


We walk big stuff through the marketplace
Walking through the market with large items


Dripping smoke, dollars and aftershave
Smoke, money, and aftershave filling the air


I got the mind of an astronaut
Thinking like an astronaut


Emerging from the shell unscathed
Coming out unharmed


Climbing out of hell unchanged
Escaping a terrible situation with no change


But then the dealers deal in the darkness
Dealing something in the dark


And in the darkness dealers are blind
Dealers can't see in the dark


Jokers and aces, bruisy and blackfern
Cards and plants mentioned


I know you're falling behind
You're feeling like you're behind




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Written by: KILBEY, WILSON-PIPER

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