Текст песни Morrissey - Everyday is Like Sunday
Morrissey - Everyday is Like Sunday слова песни
Trudging slowly over wet sandBack to the bench where your clothes were stolenThis is the coastal townThat they forgot to close downArmageddon - come armageddon!Come, armageddon! come!Everyday is like sundayEveryday is silent and greyHide on the promenadeEtch a postcard :"how I dearly wish I was not here"In the seaside town...that they forgot to bombCome, come, come - nuclear bombEveryday is like sundayEveryday is silent and greyTrudging back over pebbles and sandAnd 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 meEveryday is silent and grey