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Everyday is Like Sunday

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Everyday is Like Sunday Lyrics

[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 burn 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

[Bridge]
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

[Spoken Outro]
Beware the beast, man
For he is the devil's pawn
Alone among God's primates
He kills for sport, or lust, or greed
Ye, he will murder his brother to posses his brother's land
Let him not breed in great numbers
For he will make a desert of his home and yours
Shun him, drive him back into his jungle lair
For he is the harbinger of death

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