Monday Mourning Meltdown - Gov't Mule

Fear grows in Brooklyn

Bitterness in Oakland

Guess there’s nothing you can do

So much for the new day

Making your own way

These things don’t apply to you

Shame on you for fooling me

Shame on me for believing

Who’d have thought your Patriot act

Could be so damn deceiving

What’s happened to you

Is it all a part of your monday mourning meltdown

If a tear falls in the ocean does it make a sound

And what about all the blood there on the battleground

How do you like me now that I’m not around

Looking backwards

Is your life everything you wanted it to be

But looks will only take you so far

Do your patron-eyes let you see

Prisoners are as prisoners do

You’re all alone in your open cell

Betraying those that had your back

Guess your methods served you well

What’s happened to you

Is it all apart of your monday mourning meltdown

If a tear falls in the ocean does it make a sound

And what about all the blood there on the battleground

How do you like me now that you’re not around

What do you do now

You’re all alone

Do you still stand by your misguided views

Is it all a part of your monday mourning meltdown

If a tear falls in the ocean does it make a sound

And what about all the blood there on the battleground

How do you like me now that I’m not around

How do you like me now that I’m not around

How do you like me now that I’m not around