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Everyday Is Like Sunday
by Morrissey

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
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

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)
(On your face)
(On your face)
(On your face)

Everyday is like Sunday
"Win yourself a cheap tray"
Share some greased tea with me
Everyday is silent and grey

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: STEPHEN STREET, STEVEN MORRISSEY

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Eddy

I wanna be friends with everyone who listens to this song

Belove Cantor

Welcome!!!

Allynna McCleod

You still there, Eddy? Its Ali from Anza in America. Hope you're well.

Enrique Tadeo

Hi from México, the lockdown in my town its hard too. Be strong you all!

lil' Azoidoid

Hello friend, I love you

Coral Bitten

Hello friend 😀😀

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MisterSitter

Self isolating in spring 2020 and this song has been in my head for days

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Same lols

Layla Forrest

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Danny Jones

The National anthem of covid19 lockdown

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