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You live for love, I long for it
You give for love, I take from it This friend of mine, desire This lovers crime, desire Emotion driving all the time A burning need for things not mine Desire You need your love I walk from it You fight for love I run from it My enemy desire Caressing me, desire The torch I carried burnt my hand I can't control what I can't stand Desire You give for love, I lie for it You give for love, I shy from it And the pain, and the lust, and the want And the hurt, and the lies And the fears, and the urge, and the feel And the touch, and it's all A friend I call desire You give for love, I lie for it You give for love, I shy from it And the pain, and the lies And the touch, and it's all A friend I call desire |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
You live for love, I long for it
You give for love, I take from it This friend of mine, desire This lovers crime, desire Emotion driving all the time A burning need for things not mine Desire You need your love I walk from it You fight for love I run from it My enemy desire Caressing me, desire The torch I carried burnt my hand I can't control what I can't stand Desire You give for love, I lie for it You give for love, I shy from it And the pain, and the lust, and the want And the hurt, and the lies And the fears, and the urge, and the feel And the touch, and it's all A friend I call desire You give for love, I lie for it You give for love, I shy from it And the pain, and the lies And the touch, and it's all A friend I call desire |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by Dancing with tears in my eyes Living out a memory of a love that died It's five and I'm driving home again It's hard to believe that it's my last time The man on the wireless cries again It's over, it's over (Chorus) It's late and I'm with my love alone We drink to forget the coming storm We love to the sound of our favourite song Over and over (Chorus) It's time and we're in each others arms It's time but I don't think we really care |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
I was young and not deceived then
I believed in the heart of the country How the words sound, how the truth lies I was moved by the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I saw through The charade, the facade, Now I've had it all When they ask you who deprives you You reply your heart of the country I am older, I am wiser I despise the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I felt it All the tears and the grief I believed it all Taking bad times, by the handful Do what you can for the heart of the country They dish the dirt out too hard to swallow Just to follow the heart of the country Oh, oh, heed the words And learn the lines I'll be fine when I have it all |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
I was young and not deceived then
I believed in the heart of the country How the words sound, how the truth lies I was moved by the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I saw through The charade, the facade, Now I've had it all When they ask you who deprives you You reply your heart of the country I am older, I am wiser I despise the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I felt it All the tears and the grief I believed it all Taking bad times, by the handful Do what you can for the heart of the country They dish the dirt out too hard to swallow Just to follow the heart of the country Oh, oh, heed the words And learn the lines I'll be fine when I have it all |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
And just as my eyes start seeing
After all the pain The twist in my life starts healing Just to twist again In stillness, in sorrow Returns that softly sighing lament And just as the smile's returning After all the pain The fire inside stops burning Just to burn again In moments of madness Returns that softly sighing lament |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
And just as my eyes start seeing
After all the pain The twist in my life starts healing Just to twist again In stillness, in sorrow Returns that softly sighing lament And just as the smile's returning After all the pain The fire inside stops burning Just to burn again In moments of madness Returns that softly sighing lament |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
And just as my eyes start seeing
After all the pain The twist in my life starts healing Just to twist again In stillness, in sorrow Returns that softly sighing lament And just as the smile's returning After all the pain The fire inside stops burning Just to burn again In moments of madness Returns that softly sighing lament |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
Taking shelter by the standing stones
Miles from all that moves Breathing solitude, seeking confidence A gift to me Feeling spirits never far removed Passing over me and I greet them with open arms Hand fighting hand As you turn to a man of two worlds Taobh ri taobh tha sinn mar aon de dha shaobhail Do lambh nam lambh gabhal aithne air leim a ghablh Reading passages of ancient rhyme Cut so deep so old Telling tales of travellers and mystery Hearing spirits never far removed Call out aloud When the time comes they'll talk to me Hand fighting hand As you turn to a man of two worlds Taobh ri taobh tha sinn mar aon de dha shaobhail Do lambh nam lambh gabhal aithne air leim a ghablh Hand fighting hand As you turn to a man of two worlds Feel a presence moving into me Painting pictures with its words Seeing places that I've never seen Like a door thrown open on a life I've lived before Taobh ri taobh tha sinn mar aon de dha shaobhail Do lambh nam lambh gabhal aithne air leim a ghablh Mar e shealbhaichis mi an tiodhlac seo ahonisa S mo lambh n'ad lambh smuainich air na tireauu ceinne S mi deaunabh gardochas da raire |
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If the stack is high against you And the hammer's coming down And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands Oh my sentimental friend The fast much reach an end Lying face down on the cold stone And they give their all to you But their all is slipping through your hands Oh my sentimental friend Your time will come again Chorus: One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One small day One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One small day How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away How many times have you let depression win the fight Oh my sentimental friend We'll walk as one again (Chorus) How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die Where nothing made me hang my head and cry One day where I could see myself as others do Where I could feel the strength of love at hand One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could by a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
If the stack is high against you And the hammer's coming down And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands Oh my sentimental friend The fast much reach an end Lying face down on the cold stone And they give their all to you But their all is slipping through your hands Oh my sentimental friend Your time will come again Chorus: One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One small day One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One small day How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away How many times have you let depression win the fight Oh my sentimental friend We'll walk as one again (Chorus) How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die Where nothing made me hang my head and cry One day where I could see myself as others do Where I could feel the strength of love at hand One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could by a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
If the stack is high against you And the hammer's coming down And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands Oh my sentimental friend The fast much reach an end Lying face down on the cold stone And they give their all to you But their all is slipping through your hands Oh my sentimental friend Your time will come again Chorus: One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One small day One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One small day How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away How many times have you let depression win the fight Oh my sentimental friend We'll walk as one again (Chorus) How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die Where nothing made me hang my head and cry One day where I could see myself as others do Where I could feel the strength of love at hand One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could by a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
If the stack is high against you And the hammer's coming down And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands Oh my sentimental friend The fast much reach an end Lying face down on the cold stone And they give their all to you But their all is slipping through your hands Oh my sentimental friend Your time will come again Chorus: One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One small day One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One small day How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away How many times have you let depression win the fight Oh my sentimental friend We'll walk as one again (Chorus) How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die Where nothing made me hang my head and cry One day where I could see myself as others do Where I could feel the strength of love at hand One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could by a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
So you think it's over
So you think that down's The only way out A sad excuse for lovers With your head held high And your heart still full of doubt It's just like you to scorn The only one who'll mourn The day he doesn't love you Chorus: When the time comes I'll cry On the day you cut the thread When my heart tears I'll cry So you gave up giving And you sit and smile When the awkward silence falls Deny the life you're living Just a fleeting love That you only half recall It's just like you to make A passion turned to hate The day he doesn't love you (Chorus) Still we're here together Feeling helpless as our heaven turns to hell The taker and the giver Washed in anger When we think how far we fell It's just like you to take The step than makes the break The day he doesn't love you When the time comes I'll cry When the time comes I'll cry When the time comes I'll cry When the time comes I'll cry |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
When pale turns to pink With a soft unnerving ease And all you've built around May just tumble to the ground We stand or fall With your future in another's hands We stand or fall When your life is not your own When white turns to red In the not too distant days Will force and misery Be the life you have to lead? We stand or fall With your children in anothers world We stand or fall When your town is not your own Chorus: White China White China When crimson takes a hold When the lights go down on all you've ever known When all you'll ever do Is worked out for you We stand or fall When the thoughts you have are not your own We stand or fall When the freedom slips away (Repeat chorus 3 times) |
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from Ultravox - Lament (1984)
When pale turns to pink With a soft unnerving ease And all you've built around May just tumble to the ground We stand or fall With your future in another's hands We stand or fall When your life is not your own When white turns to red In the not too distant days Will force and misery Be the life you have to lead? We stand or fall With your children in anothers world We stand or fall When your town is not your own Chorus: White China White China When crimson takes a hold When the lights go down on all you've ever known When all you'll ever do Is worked out for you We stand or fall When the thoughts you have are not your own We stand or fall When the freedom slips away (Repeat chorus 3 times) |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
When I was a boy there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad And we'd all fall down And I feel like a child again sitting observing You're toying with power, your fingers are burning You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning We'll all fall down While you try to pretend you're a god upon high With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies When it comes to the crunch you're no smarter than I And we'll all fall down If it's colour or creed or your old time religion Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision The fight that we strive is the fight to survive And we'll all fall down Well look in the mirror and what do you see An American, Russian, a soldier or me When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be When we all fall down It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us Words that you give are just words to console us We'll all fall down And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood still No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
When I was a boy there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad And we'd all fall down And I feel like a child again sitting observing You're toying with power, your fingers are burning You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning We'll all fall down While you try to pretend you're a god upon high With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies When it comes to the crunch you're no smarter than I And we'll all fall down If it's colour or creed or your old time religion Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision The fight that we strive is the fight to survive And we'll all fall down Well look in the mirror and what do you see An American, Russian, a soldier or me When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be When we all fall down It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us Words that you give are just words to console us We'll all fall down And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood still No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
When I was a boy there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad And we'd all fall down And I feel like a child again sitting observing You're toying with power, your fingers are burning You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning We'll all fall down While you try to pretend you're a god upon high With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies When it comes to the crunch you're no smarter than I And we'll all fall down If it's colour or creed or your old time religion Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision The fight that we strive is the fight to survive And we'll all fall down Well look in the mirror and what do you see An American, Russian, a soldier or me When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be When we all fall down It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us Words that you give are just words to console us We'll all fall down And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood still No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
When I was a boy there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad And we'd all fall down And I feel like a child again sitting observing You're toying with power, your fingers are burning You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning We'll all fall down While you try to pretend you're a god upon high With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies When it comes to the crunch you're no smarter than I And we'll all fall down If it's colour or creed or your old time religion Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision The fight that we strive is the fight to survive And we'll all fall down Well look in the mirror and what do you see An American, Russian, a soldier or me When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be When we all fall down It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us Words that you give are just words to console us We'll all fall down And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood still No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Strange how the change came
All in a day Counting down and counting down And waiting for the minute We could touch a world Where heart had love to offer Heart-felt passion building around Feel the love, feel the love Sharing the strain From where apathy reigns For a dying world All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere Everywhere |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Strange how the change came
All in a day Counting down and counting down And waiting for the minute We could touch a world Where heart had love to offer Heart-felt passion building around Feel the love, feel the love Sharing the strain From where apathy reigns For a dying world All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere Everywhere |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Strange how the change came
All in a day Counting down and counting down And waiting for the minute We could touch a world Where heart had love to offer Heart-felt passion building around Feel the love, feel the love Sharing the strain From where apathy reigns For a dying world All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere Everywhere |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Strange how the change came
All in a day Counting down and counting down And waiting for the minute We could touch a world Where heart had love to offer Heart-felt passion building around Feel the love, feel the love Sharing the strain From where apathy reigns For a dying world All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere Everywhere |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Telling me the same old story
When the storm grows I find your face behind your helpless hands When the cracks show In your mirrored mirrored eyes When the words come round So splintered and predictable again Then I find you Telling me the same old story Stories of love Stories and lies Stories of love The same old story Telling me the same old story When the day goes I can hear you crying out behind your paper smile And the light that shines Won't give you strength to talk to me at all And the sound I hear Is not the sound I want to hear from you Cos you're always The same old story Telling me the same old story Telling me the same old story |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Telling me the same old story
When the storm grows I find your face behind your helpless hands When the cracks show In your mirrored mirrored eyes When the words come round So splintered and predictable again Then I find you Telling me the same old story Stories of love Stories and lies Stories of love The same old story Telling me the same old story When the day goes I can hear you crying out behind your paper smile And the light that shines Won't give you strength to talk to me at all And the sound I hear Is not the sound I want to hear from you Cos you're always The same old story Telling me the same old story Telling me the same old story |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
Telling me the same old story
When the storm grows I find your face behind your helpless hands When the cracks show In your mirrored mirrored eyes When the words come round So splintered and predictable again Then I find you Telling me the same old story Stories of love Stories and lies Stories of love The same old story Telling me the same old story When the day goes I can hear you crying out behind your paper smile And the light that shines Won't give you strength to talk to me at all And the sound I hear Is not the sound I want to hear from you Cos you're always The same old story Telling me the same old story Telling me the same old story |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life i've left behind me is a cold room i've crossed the last line from where i can't return where every step i took in faith betrayed me and led me from my home and sweet sweet surrender is all that i have to give you take me in no questions asked you strip away the ugliness that surrounds me are you an angel am i already that gone i only hope that i won't disappoint you when i'm down here on my knees and sweet sweet sweet surrender is all that i have to give sweet sweet sweet surrender is all that i have to give and i don't understand by the touch of your hand i would be the one to fall i miss the little things oh i miss everything it doesn't mean much it doesn't mean anything at all the life i left behind me is a cold room |
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from Ultravox - U-vox (1986)
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life i've left behind me is a cold room i've crossed the last line from where i can't return where every step i took in faith betrayed me and led me from my home and sweet sweet surrender is all that i have to give you take me in no questions asked you strip away the ugliness that surrounds me are you an angel am i already that gone i only hope that i won't disappoint you when i'm down here on my knees and sweet sweet sweet surrender is all that i have to give sweet sweet sweet surrender is all that i have to give and i don't understand by the touch of your hand i would be the one to fall i miss the little things oh i miss everything it doesn't mean much it doesn't mean anything at all the life i left behind me is a cold room |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (1994)
The lights went out (The last fuse blew).
The clocks all stopped (It can't be true). The program's wrong (What can we do?). The printout's blocked (It relied on you). The turbine cracked up. The buildings froze up. The system choked up. What can we do? Please remember to mention me, In tapes you leave behind. Chorus : We stood still. We all stood still. Still stood still. We're standing still. The screen shut down (There's no reply). The lifts all fall (A siren cries). And the radar fades (A pilot sighs). As the countdowns stall (The readout lies). The turbines cracked up. The buildings froze up. The system choked up. What can we do? Please remember to mention me, In tapes you leave behind. (Chorus) The black box failed (The codes got crossed). And the jails decayed (The keys got lost). Everyone kissed (We breathe exhaust). In the new arcade (Of the holocaust). The turbine cracked up. The buildings froze up. The system choked up. What can we do? Plese remember to mention me, In tapes you might leave behind. (Chorus - Repeat 2 times). |
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I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger.
It looked as if, it were taken in the forties sometime, Judging by the style. He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane, Perhaps he died in a car crash, years ago. Right now, it's impossible to tell. I almost thought I saw him, standing, whistling on a bridge. I asked him the time, but when he turned around, I saw it wasn't him at all. I'm still searching. I'm still searching. I saw him in an airport, while he was sitting on a wing. And I waved to him, but I don't think he noticed me. I've got a funny feeling I know who he is. Mr. X (Repeat 14 times and fade) |
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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. |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (1994)
We were so young, we were too vain.
Dance in the dark, sing in the rain. Time on our hands, hope in our hearts. Chorus: We were talking, passing strangers. Moments caught across an empty room. Wasted whispers, faded secrets. Quickly passes, time goes, time goes by too soon. We stood alone, silent and proud. Moments unknown, lost in a crowd. Running through memories like thieves in the night. Clutching emotions, holding too tight. Hold turns to dust, shattered by light. (Repeat chorus 3 times and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (1994)
All the boys are wearing blue tonight.
We'll thrive, we'll dive, how can we lose? All the strangers walk like you tonight. So tall, we fall for every move. We'll laugh and talk, Don't stop for breath, In these our private lives. We dance 'til dawn, As they beat the drums, For all our private lives. Close your eyes and use the melody, Who cares who stares under the light? See the shadow tailing me again, It shows, it glows, and it grabbed so bright. |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (1994)
Sleepwalk. (Repeat 3 times)
Rolling and falling, I'm choking and calling, Name after name after name. Sleepwalk. (Repeat 3 times) Naked and bleeding, the streetlights stray by me, Hurting my eyes with their glare. Sleepwalk. (Repeat 3 times) Helplessly breaking, exchanging my faces, Destined, we had to collide. Sleepwalk! Taut on the outside, I'm crumpling and crawling, Watching the day drag away. Spiralling deeper, I can't feel my fingers, Rip round my throat as I dream. Dream! Sleepwalk. (Repeat 12 times and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (1994)
We walked in the cold air.
Freezing breath on a window pane, Lying and waiting. The man in the dark in a picture frame, So mystic and soulful. A voice reaching out in a piercing cry, It stays with you until The feeling has gone only you and I. It means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna. The music is weaving Haunting notes, pizzicato strings, The rhythm is calling. Alone in the night as the daylight brings, A cool empty silence. The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky, It fades to the distance. The image has gone only you and I. It means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna. This means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna. |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (1994)
Hai!
Oh mystical East, on old postcards, Your childhood dreams and energies. Your temples' gardens, old world charm, An ancient culture, torn and scarred. This is my Western promise. Oh mystical East, you've lost your way, Your rising sun shall rise again. My Western world gives out her hand, A victor's help to your fallen land. This is my Western promise. Hai! Mystical East, all taxi-cabs, All ultra-neon, sign of the times. Your Buddha Zen and Christian man, All minions to messiah Pepsi can. This is my Western promise. |
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from Ultravox - Rarities Vol.2 (1994)
When I was a boy there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad And we'd all fall down And I feel like a child again sitting observing You're toying with power, your fingers are burning You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning We'll all fall down While you try to pretend you're a god upon high With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies When it comes to the crunch you're no smarter than I And we'll all fall down If it's colour or creed or your old time religion Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision The fight that we strive is the fight to survive And we'll all fall down Well look in the mirror and what do you see An American, Russian, a soldier or me When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be When we all fall down It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us Words that you give are just words to console us We'll all fall down And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood still No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down |
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from Ultravox - Rarities Vol.2 (1994)
Strange how the change came
All in a day Counting down and counting down And waiting for the minute We could touch a world Where heart had love to offer Heart-felt passion building around Feel the love, feel the love Sharing the strain From where apathy reigns For a dying world All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere Everywhere |
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from Ultravox - Rarities Vol.2 (1994)
I was young and not deceived then
I believed in the heart of the country How the words sound, how the truth lies I was moved by the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I saw through The charade, the facade, Now I've had it all When they ask you who deprives you You reply your heart of the country I am older, I am wiser I despise the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I felt it All the tears and the grief I believed it all Taking bad times, by the handful Do what you can for the heart of the country They dish the dirt out too hard to swallow Just to follow the heart of the country Oh, oh, heed the words And learn the lines I'll be fine when I have it all |
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from Ultravox - Rarities Vol.2 (1994)
If the stack is high against you And the hammer's coming down And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands Oh my sentimental friend The fast much reach an end Lying face down on the cold stone And they give their all to you But their all is slipping through your hands Oh my sentimental friend Your time will come again Chorus: One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One small day One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One small day How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away How many times have you let depression win the fight Oh my sentimental friend We'll walk as one again (Chorus) How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die Where nothing made me hang my head and cry One day where I could see myself as others do Where I could feel the strength of love at hand One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could by a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be |
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When pale turns to pink With a soft unnerving ease And all you've built around May just tumble to the ground We stand or fall With your future in another's hands We stand or fall When your life is not your own When white turns to red In the not too distant days Will force and misery Be the life you have to lead? We stand or fall With your children in anothers world We stand or fall When your town is not your own Chorus: White China White China When crimson takes a hold When the lights go down on all you've ever known When all you'll ever do Is worked out for you We stand or fall When the thoughts you have are not your own We stand or fall When the freedom slips away (Repeat chorus 3 times) |
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from Ultravox - Monument (1996)
Give us this day all that you showed me -
The power and the glory till my kingdom comes. Give us this day all that you showed me - The power and the glory till my kingdom comes. Give me all the storybook told me The faith and the glory till my kingdom comes. And they said that in our time all that's good will fall from grace. Even saints would turn their face in our time. And they told us that in our days Different words said in different ways Have other meanings from he who says in out time: Give us this day all that you showed me - . . . And they said that in our time we would reap from their legacy We would learn from what they had seen in our time. And they told us that in our days We would know what was high on high We would follow and not defy in our time. Give us this day all that you showed me - . . . Faithless in faith we must behold the things we see. Give us this day all that you showed me . . . |
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from Ultravox - Monument (1996)
A life as a stranger, Hands through a wire, Forbidden desires, Are mine for life. Looking from a spiral staircase, At a man with a suitcase, As he shades his eyes. Watching from a stained glass shelter, He bides his time and thinks, There must be more to life than this. (Chorus) The poet reads his words out loud, To a make-believe crowd, In the quiet of his room. Careful where the tears are falling, He closed the book and cried, There must be more to love than this. See the boy on the walkway Where the young have their own say, And it screams from the wall. He's writing for the hundredth time there, I hate it all but, There must be more to hate than this. (Chorus - Repeat 4 times and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Monument (1996)
Reap the wild wind. (Repeat 3 times)
A finger points to show a scene. (Take my hand. Take my hand.) Another face where mine had been. (Take my hand. Take my hand.) Another footstep where I once walked. (Take my hand) Take it all. Chorus: You take my hand and give me your friendship. I'll take my time and send you my slow reply. Give me an inch and I'll make the best of it. Take all you want and leave all the rest to die. Reap the wild wind. A footprint haunts an empty floor. (Take my hand. Take my hand.) A fading coat that I once wore. (Take my hand. Take my hand.) Oh, desolation where I once lived. I have seen in times gone by. I have felt a different shadow on the wall, A stranglehold on a certain feeling. (Chorus) Reap the wild wind. (Repeat 2 times) (Chorus) Reap the wild wind. |
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from Ultravox - Monument (1996)
Native these words seem to me
All speech directed to me I've heard them once before I know that feeling Stranger emotions in mind Changing the contours I find I've seen them once before Someone cries to me Chorus: O O O O The look and the sound of the voice O O O O They try, they try O O O O The shape and the power of the voice O O O O In strong low tones Forceful and twisting again Wasting the perfect remains I've felt it once before Slipping over me (Chorus) Sweetly the voices decay Draw on the lines that they say I'd lost it once before Now it cries to me (Chorus) |
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from Ultravox - Monument (1996)
We walked in the cold air.
Freezing breath on a window pane, Lying and waiting. The man in the dark in a picture frame, So mystic and soulful. A voice reaching out in a piercing cry, It stays with you until The feeling has gone only you and I. It means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna. The music is weaving Haunting notes, pizzicato strings, The rhythm is calling. Alone in the night as the daylight brings, A cool empty silence. The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky, It fades to the distance. The image has gone only you and I. It means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna. This means nothing to me. This means nothing to me. Oh, Vienna. |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
: Dangerous rhythm Dangerous rhythm Dangerous rhythm in the air Stranger to stranger We're both dressed for danger Something is generating here Oh, take off your halo For the all-night inferno Something is happening in the air It's not like anything I've ever known before And I don't care Surging and merging Urgent and urging Soft as a footstep on the stair The red light is on now My gravity's gone and how I can feel something in the air It's not like anything I've ever known before And I don't care ( twice and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
: Dangerous rhythm Dangerous rhythm Dangerous rhythm in the air Stranger to stranger We're both dressed for danger Something is generating here Oh, take off your halo For the all-night inferno Something is happening in the air It's not like anything I've ever known before And I don't care Surging and merging Urgent and urging Soft as a footstep on the stair The red light is on now My gravity's gone and how I can feel something in the air It's not like anything I've ever known before And I don't care ( twice and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
I found the bones of all your ghosts
Locked in the wishing well While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets I slumbered in my shell In mitternacht, die mensch-maschine Kissed me on my eyes I rose and left the fire-ladies Glowing lonely in the night With all the pornographers Burning torches beneath the sea: I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I stole a cathode face from newscasts And a crumbling fugue of songs From the reservoir of video souls In the lakes beneath my tongue In flesh of ash and silent movies I walked at boulevards again A nebula of unfinished creatures From the lifetimes of my friends I hope your innocence has depraved me Broadcast me, scrambled clean Or free me from this flesh Let the armchair cannibals take their fill In every cell across wilderness We'll trip such a strangled tango We'll waltz a wonderland affair Let's run to meet the tide tomorrow Leave all emotion dying there In the star cold beyond all of your dreams Ah! |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
I found the bones of all your ghosts
Locked in the wishing well While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets I slumbered in my shell In mitternacht, die mensch-maschine Kissed me on my eyes I rose and left the fire-ladies Glowing lonely in the night With all the pornographers Burning torches beneath the sea: I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I stole a cathode face from newscasts And a crumbling fugue of songs From the reservoir of video souls In the lakes beneath my tongue In flesh of ash and silent movies I walked at boulevards again A nebula of unfinished creatures From the lifetimes of my friends I hope your innocence has depraved me Broadcast me, scrambled clean Or free me from this flesh Let the armchair cannibals take their fill In every cell across wilderness We'll trip such a strangled tango We'll waltz a wonderland affair Let's run to meet the tide tomorrow Leave all emotion dying there In the star cold beyond all of your dreams Ah! |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Streets I knew were raining, changing
Addresses were rearranging The cold boy from the suburbs he left there He'd read the book of no return And me, I burnt your picture For the ashes of the lords For you had played your games too well As the martyr and the boss: I suppose I chose a good introduction From a formerly trusted friend A good introduction to life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Here I am a millionaire Sown into these dreams I burnt all the maps that lead here So no-one can ever follow me Only lonely parties start At the dark side of this world The gangster with the broken (?) arm Plays deaf cards for the girls I saw the final vicar make confession to a dancer He stood upon the bridge at dawn And the dancer kissed my cancer |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Streets I knew were raining, changing
Addresses were rearranging The cold boy from the suburbs he left there He'd read the book of no return And me, I burnt your picture For the ashes of the lords For you had played your games too well As the martyr and the boss: I suppose I chose a good introduction From a formerly trusted friend A good introduction to life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Life at rainbow's end Here I am a millionaire Sown into these dreams I burnt all the maps that lead here So no-one can ever follow me Only lonely parties start At the dark side of this world The gangster with the broken (?) arm Plays deaf cards for the girls I saw the final vicar make confession to a dancer He stood upon the bridge at dawn And the dancer kissed my cancer |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
My sex
Waits for me Like a mongrel waits Downwind on a tight rope leash My sex Is a fragile acrobat Sometimes I'm a novocaine shot Sometimes I'm an automat My sex Is often solo Sometimes it short circuits then Sometimes it's a golden glow My sex Is invested in Suburban photographs Skyscraper shadows on a carcrash overpass My sex Is savage, tender It wears no future faces Owns just random gender My sex Has a wanting wardrobe I still explore Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know My sex Is a spark of electro flesh Leased from the tick of time And geared for synchromesh My sex Is an image lost in faded films A neon outline On a high-rise overspill My sex ( and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
My sex
Waits for me Like a mongrel waits Downwind on a tight rope leash My sex Is a fragile acrobat Sometimes I'm a novocaine shot Sometimes I'm an automat My sex Is often solo Sometimes it short circuits then Sometimes it's a golden glow My sex Is invested in Suburban photographs Skyscraper shadows on a carcrash overpass My sex Is savage, tender It wears no future faces Owns just random gender My sex Has a wanting wardrobe I still explore Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know My sex Is a spark of electro flesh Leased from the tick of time And geared for synchromesh My sex Is an image lost in faded films A neon outline On a high-rise overspill My sex ( and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
My sex
Waits for me Like a mongrel waits Downwind on a tight rope leash My sex Is a fragile acrobat Sometimes I'm a novocaine shot Sometimes I'm an automat My sex Is often solo Sometimes it short circuits then Sometimes it's a golden glow My sex Is invested in Suburban photographs Skyscraper shadows on a carcrash overpass My sex Is savage, tender It wears no future faces Owns just random gender My sex Has a wanting wardrobe I still explore Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know My sex Is a spark of electro flesh Leased from the tick of time And geared for synchromesh My sex Is an image lost in faded films A neon outline On a high-rise overspill My sex ( and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
(Right..)
Fat guy jets by, bony in a Zodiac Picking up trouble, maybe looking for a heart attack All-night boys in the Piccadilly Arcade Boozy losers cruising maybe trawling for some rough trade Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night in the City of the Dead Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head? Too many memories are waiting in your bed Sat'day night in the City of the Dead Stands in the dole queue, face like a statue Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too Spiked hair, don't care, Oxfam outlaw Rap band rips it out, you're buzzing like a chainsaw High-rise reptile sucking on a cigarette Ripped suit, zip boots, dancing like an insect Tottenham Court Road litter skitters in the wind The city's pretty dead but the nights are still alive Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night in the city of the dead Sat'day night |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
(Right..)
Fat guy jets by, bony in a Zodiac Picking up trouble, maybe looking for a heart attack All-night boys in the Piccadilly Arcade Boozy losers cruising maybe trawling for some rough trade Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night in the City of the Dead Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head? Too many memories are waiting in your bed Sat'day night in the City of the Dead Stands in the dole queue, face like a statue Laugh like a maniac, walk like a king too Spiked hair, don't care, Oxfam outlaw Rap band rips it out, you're buzzing like a chainsaw High-rise reptile sucking on a cigarette Ripped suit, zip boots, dancing like an insect Tottenham Court Road litter skitters in the wind The city's pretty dead but the nights are still alive Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night Sat'day night in the city of the dead Sat'day night |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Enter me gently
I break in the light Cover my eyes With the rags of my life Was I dreaming? Or did you say The frontiers are falling It's time to be slipping away Let's slip away Let's slip away All things fall from me The bonds and the veils All things blow by me My sorrows have sails Was I dreaming? Or did you say The empires are fading It's time to be slipping away Let's slip away Let's slip away What am I to do? Don't leave me What is there to say? I really... We're just wasting time Let the night takes its place Colour my eyes With the dusk of this wonderful day Let's slip away Let's slip away Letters from lovers Are lining my grave Some came too early And some came too late Were you speaking? Or did I say The frontiers have fallen It's time to be slipping away As you call me My hands they fall open My mouth it is frozen The stumbles is I'm falling slowmotion Dissolve |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Enter me gently
I break in the light Cover my eyes With the rags of my life Was I dreaming? Or did you say The frontiers are falling It's time to be slipping away Let's slip away Let's slip away All things fall from me The bonds and the veils All things blow by me My sorrows have sails Was I dreaming? Or did you say The empires are fading It's time to be slipping away Let's slip away Let's slip away What am I to do? Don't leave me What is there to say? I really... We're just wasting time Let the night takes its place Colour my eyes With the dusk of this wonderful day Let's slip away Let's slip away Letters from lovers Are lining my grave Some came too early And some came too late Were you speaking? Or did I say The frontiers have fallen It's time to be slipping away As you call me My hands they fall open My mouth it is frozen The stumbles is I'm falling slowmotion Dissolve |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Enter me gently
I break in the light Cover my eyes With the rags of my life Was I dreaming? Or did you say The frontiers are falling It's time to be slipping away Let's slip away Let's slip away All things fall from me The bonds and the veils All things blow by me My sorrows have sails Was I dreaming? Or did you say The empires are fading It's time to be slipping away Let's slip away Let's slip away What am I to do? Don't leave me What is there to say? I really... We're just wasting time Let the night takes its place Colour my eyes With the dusk of this wonderful day Let's slip away Let's slip away Letters from lovers Are lining my grave Some came too early And some came too late Were you speaking? Or did I say The frontiers have fallen It's time to be slipping away As you call me My hands they fall open My mouth it is frozen The stumbles is I'm falling slowmotion Dissolve |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Lonely hunter
Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter I'm a lonely hunter, a hungry ghost When you call a passion you must pay the host Look upon me as I thunder, I wonder if you wonder How it feels to be the lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter The wind blows clouds across my cheek My collar's up and my coat is sleek Look upon me as I blunder, I wonder if you wonder How it feels to be the lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter |
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from Ultravox - Ultravox! (2000)
Lonely hunter
Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter I'm a lonely hunter, a hungry ghost When you call a passion you must pay the host Look upon me as I thunder, I wonder if you wonder How it feels to be the lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter The wind blows clouds across my cheek My collar's up and my coat is sleek Look upon me as I blunder, I wonder if you wonder How it feels to be the lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter Lonely hunter |
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I took a walk down New York avenue
Wearing my latest disguise Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay I was effectively anaesthetised Starving so arrogantly in jumble-sale clothes Evangeline hires out my throat We've got the streets of London wrapped in our beds Nagasaki in our own coats We're the wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent Tired of being put down Broken-hearted my life started Tired of being cut down All your illusions disillusioned Wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent We'll do some music plays the wrong side of nightmare Juke-box models collide The scent on the fire escaping blazing to the sun Embracing the old suicide pride I spent a few lifetimes making spinal connections Down on Einstein Boulevard I've to to walk a tightrope now the rampart is so high I swagger like a neon guitar With the wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent Wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent |
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I took a walk down New York avenue
Wearing my latest disguise Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay I was effectively anaesthetised Starving so arrogantly in jumble-sale clothes Evangeline hires out my throat We've got the streets of London wrapped in our beds Nagasaki in our own coats We're the wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent Tired of being put down Broken-hearted my life started Tired of being cut down All your illusions disillusioned Wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent We'll do some music plays the wrong side of nightmare Juke-box models collide The scent on the fire escaping blazing to the sun Embracing the old suicide pride I spent a few lifetimes making spinal connections Down on Einstein Boulevard I've to to walk a tightrope now the rampart is so high I swagger like a neon guitar With the wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent Wide boys Up on the streets Wide boys Ah, go on and meet me Wide boys Delightfully unpleasant With the foxy adolescent |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (2000)
The lights went out (The last fuse blew).
The clocks all stopped (It can't be true). The program's wrong (What can we do?). The printout's blocked (It relied on you). The turbine cracked up. The buildings froze up. The system choked up. What can we do? Please remember to mention me, In tapes you leave behind. Chorus : We stood still. We all stood still. Still stood still. We're standing still. The screen shut down (There's no reply). The lifts all fall (A siren cries). And the radar fades (A pilot sighs). As the countdowns stall (The readout lies). The turbines cracked up. The buildings froze up. The system choked up. What can we do? Please remember to mention me, In tapes you leave behind. (Chorus) The black box failed (The codes got crossed). And the jails decayed (The keys got lost). Everyone kissed (We breathe exhaust). In the new arcade (Of the holocaust). The turbine cracked up. The buildings froze up. The system choked up. What can we do? Plese remember to mention me, In tapes you might leave behind. (Chorus - Repeat 2 times). |
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I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger.
It looked as if, it were taken in the forties sometime, Judging by the style. He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane, Perhaps he died in a car crash, years ago. Right now, it's impossible to tell. I almost thought I saw him, standing, whistling on a bridge. I asked him the time, but when he turned around, I saw it wasn't him at all. I'm still searching. I'm still searching. I saw him in an airport, while he was sitting on a wing. And I waved to him, but I don't think he noticed me. I've got a funny feeling I know who he is. Mr. X (Repeat 14 times and fade) |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (2000)
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. |
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from Ultravox - Vienna (2000)
We were so young, we were too vain.
Dance in the dark, sing in the rain. Time on our hands, hope in our hearts. Chorus: We were talking, passing strangers. Moments caught across an empty room. Wasted whispers, faded secrets. Quickly passes, time goes, time goes by too soon. We stood alone, silent and proud. Moments unknown, lost in a crowd. Running through memories like thieves in the night. Clutching emotions, holding too tight. Hold turns to dust, shattered by light. (Repeat chorus 3 times and fade) |
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