Texty: Mando Diao. Ode to Ochrasy. Good Morning Herr Horst.

I've been walking down the street
With a tambourine on my feet
I'm holding every beat steady and low

Well, if it would be me
I would have turned to the factory
And chase that little girl black and blue

Now I'm bleeding and I'm freezing
And I'm crying once again
For Monday glass, for Monday glass

So if you see me on the street
Don't ask me 'bout my passing days
Just slip another coin and walk away

I once had a love of mine
With a different heart in another time
I blew that off with pills and alcohol

I once had a child of mine
With a different heart in another time
I blew that off with booze and lack of soul

Now I'm bleeding and I'm freezing
And I'm crying once again
For Monday glass, for Monday glass

So if you see me on the street
Don't ask me 'bout my passing days
Just slip another coin and walk away
Yeah, slip another coin and walk away