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, on your face, on your face...
Everyday is like Sunday
"Win Yourself A Cheap Tray"
Share some grease-tea with me
Everyday is silent and grey.

Steven Patrick Morrissey ( MORR-iss-ee; born 22 May 1959), known mononymously as Morrissey, is an English singer and songwriter. He came to prominence as the frontman and lyricist of rock band the Smiths, who were active from 1982 to 1987. Since then, he has pursued a successful solo career. Morrissey's music is characterised by his baritone voice and distinctive lyrics with recurring themes of emotional isolation, sexual longing, self-deprecating and dark humour, and anti-establishment stances.
Morrissey was born to working-class Irish immigrants in Davyhulme, Lancashire, England; the family lived in Queen's Court near Loreto convent in Hulme and his mother worked nearby at the Hulme Hippodrome bingo hall. They moved because of the 1960s demolitions of almost all the Victorian-era houses in Hulme, known as 'slum clearance', and he grew up in nearby Stretford. As a child, he developed a love of literature, kitchen sink realism, and 1960s pop music. In the late 1970s, he fronted the punk rock band the Nosebleeds with little success before beginning a career in music journalism and writing several books on music and film in the early 1980s. He formed the Smiths with Johnny Marr in 1982 and the band soon attracted national recognition for their eponymous debut album. As the band's frontman, Morrissey attracted attention for his trademark quiff and witty and sardonic lyrics. Deliberately avoiding rock machismo, he cultivated the image of a sexually ambiguous social outsider who embraced celibacy. The Smiths released three further studio albums—Meat Is Murder, The Queen Is Dead, and Strangeways, Here We Come—and had a string of hit singles. The band were critically acclaimed and attracted a cult following. Personal differences between Morrissey and Marr resulted in the separation of the Smiths in 1987.
In 1988, Morrissey launched his solo career with Viva Hate. This album and its follow-ups—Kill Uncle (1991), Your Arsenal (1992), and Vauxhall and I (1994)—all did well on the UK Albums Chart and spawned multiple hit singles. He took on Alain Whyte and Boz Boorer as his main co-writers to replace Marr. During this time his image began to shift into that of a burlier figure who toyed with patriotic imagery and working-class masculinity. In the mid-to-late 1990s, his albums Southpaw Grammar (1995) and Maladjusted (1997) also charted but were less well received. Relocating to Los Angeles, he took a musical hiatus from 1998 to 2003 before releasing a successful comeback album, You Are the Quarry, in 2004. Ensuing years saw the release of albums Ringleader of the Tormentors (2006), Years of Refusal (2009), World Peace Is None of Your Business (2014), Low in High School (2017), California Son (2019), and I Am Not a Dog on a Chain (2020), as well as his autobiography and his debut novel, List of the Lost (2015).
Highly influential, Morrissey has been credited as a seminal figure in the emergence of indie pop, indie rock, and Britpop. In a 2006 poll for the BBC's Culture Show, Morrissey was voted the second-greatest living British cultural icon. His work has been the subject of academic study. He has been a controversial figure throughout his music career due to his forthright opinions and outspoken nature, endorsing vegetarianism and animal rights and criticising royalty and prominent politicians. He has also supported far-right activism with regard to British heritage, and defended a particular vision of national identity while critiquing the effects of immigration on the UK,
There was a remastered release in 1997.
Love Moz
Great song 'this seaside town they forgot to close down' is Southend-on-Sea where I live HA!
I was living in Herne Bay when the song came out. Worked perfectly for there too. Or almost any coastal town in Britain.
Everytime i hear this asshole i want to throw my phone or anything else i can think of through a window
Find your space our friend..
Thanks fredriley. I'm beginning finally to get the dark comedy in much of their work. Missed it entirely when it was fresh.
Some find The Smith miserable. I’ve always thought they were a comedy band' with good songs and Johnny Marr!
However, apart from this track, I find a solo Morrissey less entertaining.
Everytime i hear this asshole i want to throw my phone or anything else i can think of through a window
Simmer down! He has a great voice & probably has a high percentage of Neanderthal in his DNA, So what? Use the "Skip Button" and CHILL OUT! I really like his music, but think he is a nasty person. I rated this Tune an EIGHT. Thanx RP!
Such a lovely voice. My ears were filled with the Smiths in the 80s. Loved their music then and now.Even if I don't agree with Moz's politics
I totally and completely agree with you our friend.
As the years go by he has turned into a thundering arsehole.
I can't abide his voice.
Marrs guitar is great but please spare me from Morrissey
At a recent gig in Scotland Morrissey made disparaging remarks about those of us who want Scottish independence. He then went on to make unpleasant nonmisogynistic comments about the country’s first minister. Some walked out and the atmosphere in the hall changed drastically becoming more than a little discordant. In his old age, he seems to be determined to move from simply being an arse to being a purveyor of intolerance and animosity to anyone who doesn’t agree with his views. Viva Hate!
Those that wanted to leave the EU suffered similar irrational prejudice!
This always makes me think of Withernsea, on the East coast of Yorkshire, as grotty and unpleasant and fading seaside 'resort' as you'll find. The Holderness Riviera it's not. Bridlington is Monte Carlo in comparison. The E coast is eroding
at 3m/year so With will soon be undersea.
Apparently, you are not working for the Yorkshire Tourist Bureau. How does it compare with Torquay? Not the English Riviera?