Текст песни 10,000 Maniacs - Everyday Is Like Sunday
10,000 Maniacs - Everyday Is Like Sunday слова песни
Treading slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolenThis is the coastal townThat they forgot to close downArmaggedon, come armaggedon,come armaggedon comeEvery day is like SundayEvery day is silent and grayHide on a promenade, etch a postcardHow I dearly wish I was not hereIn this seaside town, that they forgot to bomb bombCome come nuclear bombEvery day is like SundayEvery day is silent and grayTrudging back over pebbles and sandAnd a strange dust lands on your hands and on your faceAnd on your face, on your face, on your faceEvery day is like SundayWin yourself a cheap trayShare some grease tea with meEvery day is like SundayEvery day is silent and grayEvery day is silent and gray