Treading slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armaggedon, come armaggedon,come armaggedon come

Every day is like Sunday
Every day is silent and gray

Hide on a promenade, etch a postcard
How I dearly wish I was not here
In this seaside town, that they forgot to bomb bomb
Come come nuclear bomb

Every day is like Sunday
Every day is silent and gray

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 gray
Every day is silent and gray


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    General CommentGreat song, great cover version of Morrissey's original. The song is about a lackluster coastal town that never has anything exciting happening.
    magoosh008on November 05, 2005   Link
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    General CommentThe lyrics are not:

    Every day is like Sunday
    Every day is silent and grey

    They ARE:

    Everyday is like Sunday
    Everyday is silent and grey

    There is a difference.
    xdarkentrieson May 11, 2006   Link

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