because everyone is boring..and because you’re different

video pekan ini: morrissey – everyday is like sunday. everyday is silent and grey, oh how i dearly wish i was not here…


untuk video pekan ini jelas saya akan menampilkan idola saya yang baru saja tampil di jakarta beberapa hari lalu, morrissey dengan hits favorit saya “everyday is like sunday.”entah kenapa saya bisa tergila-gila dengan lagu ini, apakah karena lagu ini tepat emnggambarkan sebuah kebosanan dimana hari-hari saya membosankan, sepi, dan tidak berwarna sebagaimana layaknya hari minggu di tepi pantai sebuah kota kecil? ahh, everyday is silent and grey…

yang jelas ketika opa moz menyanyikan lagu ini di konser kemarin, sontak semua penonton ikut bernyanyi (termasuk saya sampai harus kehilangan suara sehari kemudian). nikmati saja videonya dan mari kita bernyanyi bersama!

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

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