Everyday Is Like Sunday

Tradução

The Pretenders

Compositor: Morrissey / Stephen Street

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