paroles de chanson A New Kind of Man - John Foxx
                                                He 
                                                stepped 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                film 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brushed 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                dust 
                                                and 
                                                walked 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                touch 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                hand 
                                                was 
                                                fading 
                                                from 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                different 
                                                scene 
                                                began
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                voice-over 
                                                through 
                                                scenes 
                                                of 
                                                sunrise
 
                                    
                                
                                                "It 
                                                feels 
                                                like 
                                                someone's 
                                                using 
                                                my 
                                                eyes"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tinsel 
                                                wind 
                                                and 
                                                curtains 
                                                blowing
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                looked 
                                                down 
                                                at 
                                                his 
                                                hands
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chorus:
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                kind, 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                feels 
                                                the 
                                                rain 
                                                upon 
                                                his 
                                                face
 
                                    
                                
                                                He's 
                                                young 
                                                again, 
                                                nineteen 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue 
                                                hills 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                distant 
                                                skyline
 
                                    
                                
                                                Someone 
                                                took 
                                                his 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                underwater 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                silence
 
                                    
                                
                                                Humming 
                                                of 
                                                electric 
                                                pylons
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Don't 
                                                forget 
                                                me" 
                                                fades 
                                                in 
                                                static
 
                                    
                                
                                                Another 
                                                scene 
                                                began
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Chorus)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Transparent 
                                                faces 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                school
 
                                    
                                
                                                No-one 
                                                to 
                                                project 
                                                them 
                                                onto
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                drives 
                                                by 
                                                1958
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                someone 
                                                says 
                                                his 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                waved 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                film 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                turned 
                                                and 
                                                he 
                                                flickered 
                                                and 
                                                he 
                                                walked 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                felt 
                                                    a 
                                                distant 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                longing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Another 
                                                scene 
                                                began
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Chorus)
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Plaza
2 He's a Liquid
3 Underpass
4 Metal Beat
5 No-One Driving
6 A New Kind of Man
7 Blurred Girl
8 030
9 Tidal Wave
10 Touch and Go
11 Film One (Underpass B-Side)
12 Glimmer (No-One Driving B-Side)
13 Mr No (No-One Driving Extra Track)
14 This City (No-One Driving Extra Track)
15 20th Century (Burning Car B-Side)
16 Burning Car (Non LP A-Side)
17 Miles Away (Non LP A-Side)
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