Everyday is like sunday

Day 1,671, 10:44 • Published in Greece Greece • by kikooo

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


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X9P7r4S6ak&feature=related




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