Everyday Is Like Sunday - Morrissey

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

Suedehead - Morrissey

Why do you come here?

And why..., why do you hang around?

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry

Why do you come here?

When you know it makes things hard for me

When you know, oh why do you come?

Why do you telephone?

And why... send me silly notes?

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry

Why do you come here?

When you know it makes things hard for me

When you know, oh why do you come?

You had to sneak into my room

Just to read my diary

It was just to see, just to see

All the things you knew 

I'd written about you?

Oh so many illustrations of it

I'm so very sickened

Oh, I am so sickened now

It was a good lay, good lay

It was a good lay, good lay

It was a good lay, good lay, aha

It was a good lay, good lay

It was a good lay, good lay

Oh, it was a good lay, good lay

Ah aha aha

Oh, it was a good lay

It was a good lay, oh a good lay

It was a good lay, good lay, good lay

Aha aha

Alma Matters - Morrissey

So, the choice I have made 

May seem strange to you 

But who asked you, anyway?

It's my life to wreck my own way 

You see, to someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Alma matters in mind

Body and soul, in part, and in whole 

Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Alma matters in mind

Body and soul, in part and in whole 

So the life I have made 

May seem wrong to you 

But, I've never been surer 

It's my life to ruin my own way 

You see, to someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Alma matters in mind

Body and soul, in part, and in whole 

Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Alma matters in mind

Body and soul in part, and in whole

To someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Alma matters in mind

Body and soul, part and in whole 

So to someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Alma matters in mind

Body and soul, part and in whole

To someone, somewhere, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah