Ultravox - New Europeans (live) lyrics

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