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The Smiths( Smiths )
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Everyday Is Like Sunday
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 scratch out a postcard 'how I dearly with I was not here' in the seaside town Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com ...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) Everyday is like Sunday 'Win Yourself A Cheap Tray' share some greased tea with me everyday is silent and grey
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