Everyday Is Like Sunday

[Verse 1] 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! [Chorus 1] Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus 1] Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey [Verse 3] 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... [Chorus 2] Every day is like Sunday "Win yourself a cheap tray" Share some greased tea with me Every day is silent and grey