よみ：New Europeans
New Europeans 歌詞
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Ultravox
- 2006.10.11 リリース
- 作詞
- ALLEN CHRISTOPHER THOMAS , CROSS CHRIS , CANN WARREN REGINALD
- 作曲
- ALLEN CHRISTOPHER THOMAS , CROSS CHRIS , CANN WARREN REGINALD
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
結果
- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
- ダークモード
In a quiet street washed by the
rain the room within the home
A lonely man sits cheek to
cheek with unique designs in
chrome
The mellow years have long gone
by, but now he sits alone
He has a brand new radio, but
never turns it on
CHORUS
New Europeans
Young Europeans
New Europeans
A photograph of lovers lost
lies pressed in magazines
Her eyes belong to a thousand
girls, she's the wife who's
never seen
Their educated son has left in
In a quiet street washed by the
rain the room within the home
A lonely man sits cheek to
cheek with unique designs in
chrome
The mellow years have long gone
by, but now he sits alone
He has a brand new radio, but
never turns it on
CHORUS
New Europeans
Young Europeans
New Europeans
A photograph of lovers lost
lies pressed in magazines
Her eyes belong to a thousand
girls, she's the wife who's
never seen
Their educated son has left in
search of borrowed dreams
His television's in his bed,
he's frozen to the screen
CHORUS
On a crowded beach washed by
the Sun he puts his headphones
on
His modern world revolves
around the synthesizer's song
Full of future thoughts and
thrills, his senses slip away
He's a European legacy, a
culture for today
CHORUS
Young Europeans
rain the room within the home
A lonely man sits cheek to
cheek with unique designs in
chrome
The mellow years have long gone
by, but now he sits alone
He has a brand new radio, but
never turns it on
CHORUS
New Europeans
Young Europeans
New Europeans
A photograph of lovers lost
lies pressed in magazines
Her eyes belong to a thousand
girls, she's the wife who's
never seen
Their educated son has left in
In a quiet street washed by the
rain the room within the home
A lonely man sits cheek to
cheek with unique designs in
chrome
The mellow years have long gone
by, but now he sits alone
He has a brand new radio, but
never turns it on
CHORUS
New Europeans
Young Europeans
New Europeans
A photograph of lovers lost
lies pressed in magazines
Her eyes belong to a thousand
girls, she's the wife who's
never seen
Their educated son has left in
search of borrowed dreams
His television's in his bed,
he's frozen to the screen
CHORUS
On a crowded beach washed by
the Sun he puts his headphones
on
His modern world revolves
around the synthesizer's song
Full of future thoughts and
thrills, his senses slip away
He's a European legacy, a
culture for today
CHORUS
Young Europeans
