C F Trudging slowly over wet sandC F Back to the bench where your clothes were stolenG This is the coastal townC F That they forgot to close downG Armageddon - come Armageddon come Armageddon come [Chorus]:C G F Every day is like SundayC G F Every day is silent and grey [Verse 2]:C F Hide on the promenade, etch on a postcardC F How I dearly wish I was not hereG In this seaside townC F G That they forgot to bomb Come bomb, Nuclear bomb [D PEAT CHORUS]C F Trudging back over pebbles and sandC G and a strange dust lands on your handsF G F G and on your face, on your face... on your face, on your face [Chorus]:C G F Every day is like SundayC G F Win yourself a cheap treyC G F Share some grease tea with meC G F Every day is silent and grey
Everyday is Like Sunday
Morrissey
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Tom:
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- G