Everyday Is Like Sunday (Live)

歌詞

Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is a coastal town That they forgot to close down Armageddon, come Armageddon Come Armageddon come Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey Hide on a promenade Etch a post card How I dearly wish I was not here In the seaside town That they forgot to bomb, bomb Come, come nuclear bomb Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey Trudging back over pebbles and sand And a strange dust lands on your hands And on your face And on your face On your face, on your face Every day is like Sunday Win yourself a cheap tray Share some grease tea with me Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey Every day is silent and grey