Pretenders - The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] Lyrics

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The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio']
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The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] By Pretenders?
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 |
Who Wrote The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] By Pretenders?
Stephen Street, Steven Morrissey
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What's The Duration Of The The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] By Pretenders?The duration of The Windows of the World [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] is 3:40 minutes and seconds. |
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