New Europeans 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

New Europeans

Young Europeans

New Europeans

A photograph of lovers lost

Lies pressed in magazines

Her eyes belong to a thousand girls

She's a wife who's never seen

Their educated son has left

In search of borrowed dreams
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His television's in his bed

He's frozen to the screen

New Europeans

Young Europeans

New Europeans

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

New Europeans

Young Europeans

New Europeans

Young Europeans