Trudging slowly over wet sand
back to the bench
where your clothes were stolen
this is the coastal town
that forgot to close down
Armageddon - come Armageddon!
Everyday is Like Sunday
everyday is silent and grey
Hide on the promenade
scratch out a postcard
"how I dearly wish I was not here"
In the seaside town
...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