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Everyday Is Like Sunday
Sister I'm A Poet
Disappointed
Will Never Marry



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

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


SISTER I'M A POET
All over this town
Yes, a low wind may blow
And I can see through everybody's clothes
With no reason
To hide these words I feel
And no reason
To talk about the books I read
But still I do

That's 'cause I'm a ...
Sister I'm a ...
All over this town

Along this way
Outside the prison gates
I love the romance of crime
And I wonder
Does anybody feel the same way I do ?
And is evil just something you are
Or something you do ?

Sister I'm a ...
Sister I'm a ...
All over this town

All over this town
They pull over
In their Citroen vans
Not to shake your hands
With meths on their breaths
And you with youth on your side
All alone ... lone ... alone, waiting at the lights
But not this time

Sister I'm a ...
Sister I'm a ...
All over this town ...
All .. oh
Oh
All over this town


DISAPPOINTED
Our unsleepable friend
Gets the message on an ill wind
"All your friends and your foes
Would rather die than have to touch you"
TO SAY THE LEAST: I'm truly disappointed

Truly, truly, truly, oh...
Drank too much
And I said too much
And there's nowhere to go - but Down

Young boy - I wanna help you
SEE THESE LINES ? : Truly disappointed

Truly, truly, truly, oh...
Don't talk to me, no
About people who are "nice"
'Cause I have spent my WHOLE LIFE
in RUINS
Because of people who are "nice"
Oh, this world may lack Style, I know
Each bud must blossom and grow, oh...

Young girl, one day you will be old
But the thing is, I love you NOW
Mmm ...

This is the last song I will ever sing (Yeah!)
No: I've changed my mind again (Aaw...)

GOODNIGHT

AND THANKYOU


WILL NEVER MARRY
I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank You - but no
I will live my life as I
Will undoubtedly die - alone

I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank You ...
I will live my life as I ... oh
For whether you stay
Or stray
An inbuilt guilt catches up with you

And as it comes around to your place
At 5 A.M.; wakes you up
And it laughs in your face

Don't Speak !
Sing ...


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