Η ιδεολογικοποίηση της “πλήξης” μου φαινόταν πάντα κάτι ιδιαίτερα πληκτικό. Αλλά το συγκεκριμένο τραγούδι είναι από τα αγαπημένα μου.
Yπό το πρίσμα της πρόσφατης επικαιρότητας, οι στίχοι θα μπορούσαν να συνοδεύονται, δίκην επιμυθίου, από τη γνωστή φράση: “πρόσεχε τι εύχεσαι γιατί μπορεί να σου συμβεί”.
Το τραγούδι περιέχεται στο Viva Hate, πρώτο σόλο άλμπουμ του Morrissey.

The ideologization of “boredom” is something that always bored me. But the particular song is one of my favorites.
In the light of current affairs the lyrics could be accompanied by the famous moral : “be careful what you wish for, it might just come true”.
The song is taken from Viva Hate, Morrissey’s debut solo album.

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