Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday Is Like Sunday

Trudging over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were
This is a town
That they forgot to down

Armageddon, come
Come Armageddon
is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and

Hide on a
Etch on a post
How I dearly wish I was not
In the town
That forgot to bomb

Come, nuclear bomb
Everyday is Sunday
Everyday is silent and

back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust on your hands
(And on face)

is like Sunday
Win yourself a tray
some grease tea with me
Everyday is silent and