Ultravox - Wide Boys Lyrics
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Wide Boys
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What Are The Lyrics For Wide Boys By Ultravox?
I took a walk down New York avenue
Wearing my latest disguise Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay I was effectively anesthetized 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 (???) |
Who Wrote Wide Boys By Ultravox?
Dennis Leigh
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What's The Duration Of The Wide Boys By Ultravox?The duration of Wide Boys is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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