Everyday Is Like Sunday

Morrissey · The Very Best Of [2011]

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Trudging slowly over wet sand

Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen



This is the coastal town

That they forgot to close down

Armageddon - come Armageddon!

Come, Armageddon! Come!



Everyday is like Sunday

Everyday is silent and grey



Hide on the promenade

Etch a postcard :

How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here



In the seaside town

...that they forgot to bomb

Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb



Everyday is like Sunday

Everyday is silent and grey



Trudging back over pebbles and sand

And a strange dust lands on your hands

(And on your face...)

(On your face ...)

(On your face ...)

(On your face ...)



Everyday is like Sunday

Win Yourself A Cheap Tray

Share some gris tea with me

Everyday is silent and grey