Monday (Animal Liberation Orchestra)

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...