Everyday Is Like Sunday Lyrics

     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
     scratch out a postcard
     "how I dearly with 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)
     Everyday is like Sunday
     "Win Yourself A Cheap Tray"
     share some greased tea with me
     everyday is silent and grey