Story Behind The Song
This song was written by Casia of Canada. Through the ability of internet collaboration sites, Casia met singer and melodist, Christina Britton of Scotland. They are now soul sistas and have been collaborating for over two years. They are finishing their second album with composers, musicians, and mixers from around the world.
Song Description
Monday it's just one of those days when nothing seems to go right. Your life is the same like a rerun on your favorite tv show, until ... love comes your way in the most unexpected place.
| Song Length |
3:51 |
Genre |
Jazz - Modern, Jazz - General |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Distressed, Uptight |
| Subject |
Frustration, Falling in Love |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Monday Morning No. 9 Express
(c)2012 Casia - lyrics
Christina Britton - vocals/melody/ad-lib
Nicola Offindani - composition, music
Cristian Basile - mix
Dan Grubbs - Master
(V1)
I can't stay awake; it's another day
Climbing out from the warmth of
my bed
I gotta get to work on time
And leave my nest behind
(V2)
Monday morning I'm running like
hell
The passenger's are laughing at
me
I've missed my morning express
No time to look my best
(Christina's ad-lib parts)
oh no, don't please, don't make me
run
no stop, I'm right here! Don't you
see me?
Stop! Oh don't make me run in my
Pradas
Please, not my Prada. Oh no! Oh
God!
I just broke a heel! Oh! Not
another pair!
Not another pair. Oh no . . .
I hate Mondays . . .
(V3)
Stuck in a jam not givin' a damn
If I make it to work on time
I'm just another circus freak
In a box without a key
(CHORUS)
Monday morning No. 9 Express
Will be the death of me, Ohhhhh!
Will be the death of me!
I'm waving my arms wild in the air
But the driver don't see me
Oh I'm in despair
SOLO
Monday morning No. 9 Express
Will be the death of me, Ohhhhh
I'm waving my arms wild in the air
But the driver don't see me
Oh I'm in despair
(V4)
I'm a rerun, a dejevu
On my favorite TV show
My life's the same I'll never change
Lookin' for someone,
Someone else to blame
(BRIDGE)
The light turns red
I catch my bus
He opens the door, just for me
I can tell this is love at first sight
He is my destiny (He is my
destiny)
(OUTRO)
Monday morning No. 9 Express
It's just for me and I won't be left
behind
If he can't get out of bed on time
I'll drive the bus myself
Save my Prada's for another time
You owe me a heal