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