Everyday Is Like Sunday Lyrics - 10,000 Maniacs

Trudging slowly over wet sand 

Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen 

This is a coastal town 

That they forgot to close down 

Armageddon, come Armageddon 

Come Armageddon come 

Everyday is like Sunday 

Everyday is silent and gray 

Hide on a promenade 

Etch on a post card 

How I dearly wish I was not here 

In the seaside town 

That they forgot to bomb 

Come, come nuclear bomb 

Everyday is like Sunday 

Everyday is silent and gray 

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 grease tea with me 

Everyday is silent and gray