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Mariachi Rock-o
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Everyday Is Like Sunday
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
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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
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