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All 'start c' were music and the charm of the rebellion,
c 'were friends and the colors of the night, the first smells of life

then there' was nothing I do not know exactly
at what point, at which point

...

I lost

slowly

I found myself ...

hours I'm there

and now I find that I miss I miss

sixteen

I miss my eighteenth birthday

I miss my twenty years'

and so now that I have not even

I miss living!

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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 this 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..

Everyday is
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