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Everyday Is Like Sunday

《Everyday Is Like Sunday》歌词:
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

文本歌词最后由 黛儿0620 编辑于2016-10-30 16:49

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