โหลดเพลง mp3 Everyday Is Like Sunday - Morrissey

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 greased tea with me

Everyday is silent and grey