Ultravox (64,42 %)
Vienna (75,66 %)
In collection
Released: 1980-07-11
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
1
Year (1980):
9
Decade (1980's):
115
Overall:
532
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1.
Astradyne
 07:08
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2.
New Europeans
 04:06
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3.
Private Lives
 04:08
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4.
Passing Strangers
03:50
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5.
Sleepwalk
 03:13
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6.
Mr. X
06:34
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7.
Western Promise
05:19
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8.
Vienna
 04:54
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9.
All Stood Still
04:23
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Album length:
43:35
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Lyrics |
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1.
Astradyne
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2.
New Europeans
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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. 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. 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 |
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3.
Private Lives
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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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4.
Passing Strangers
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We were so young, we were too vain. Dance in the dark, sing in the rain. Time on our hands, hope in our hearts. 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. We were talking, passing strangers. Moments caught across an empty room. Wasted whispers, faded secrets. Quickly passes, time goes, time goes by too soon. |
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5.
Sleepwalk
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Sleepwalk Rolling and falling, I'm choking and calling, Name after name after name. Sleepwalk Naked and bleeding, the streetlights stray by me, Hurting my eyes with their glare. Sleepwalk 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 |
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6.
Mr. X
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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 |
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Western Promise
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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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Vienna
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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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9.
All Stood Still
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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. 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. We stood still We all stood still Still stood still We're standing still 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. We stood still We all stood still Still stood still We're standing still |