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Morrissey( Steven Patrick Morrissey )
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Everyday Is Like Sunday
Lyricist：Stephen Morrissey, Stephen Street
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 gray
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
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Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and gray
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 gray
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