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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Everyday Is Like Sunday”

• Treading slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down Armaggedon, come armaggedon,come armaggedon come Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and gray Hide on a promenade, etch a postcard How I dearly wish I was not here In this seaside town, that they forgot to bomb bomb Come come nuclear bomb Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and gray Trudging back over pebbles and sand And a strange dust lands on your hands and on your face And on your face, on your face, on your face Every day is like Sunday Win yourself a cheap tray Share some grease tea with me Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and gray Every day is silent and gray

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