Lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 [Chorus 1] Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus 1] Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey [Bridge] 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 [Chorus 2] Every day is like Sunday "Win yourself a cheap tray" Share some greased tea with me Every day is silent and grey