Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is a coastal town
That they forgot to close downArmageddon, come Armageddon
Come Armageddon come
Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grayHide on a promenade
Etch on a post card
How I dearly wish I was not here
In the seaside town
That they forgot to bombCome, come nuclear bomb
Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grayTrudging back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust lands on your hands
(And on your face)Everyday is like Sunday
Win yourself a cheap tray
Share some grease tea with me
Everyday is silent and gray
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