Everyday is like Sunday

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 grey

Hide on the promenade
scratch out a postcard :
"how I dearly wish I was not here"
in the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come! Come! Come - nuclear bomb!

Everyday is like Sunday
everyday is silent and grey

Trudging 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 greased tea with me
everyday is silent and grey

Morrissey - Everyday is like Sunday
Bona Drag (EMI, 1990)
www.myspace.com/morrissey