Come unto me my winter son
We could lie on the rails
And when the morning comes
We'll be miles away
Miles away
Slipping away while the city sleeps
Running away from this cruel disease
Miles away, miles away
Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
We're the modern boys
Come onto me my sickly thing
We could lie on the rails
But to really win we'll just drive away, drive away
Yes, the world calls my international
So let the decades die, let the parties fall
And we'll be miles away, miles away
Because we'll be living like
Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
Into the night, under the stars
Jumping the lights in the silent cars
He's on your left, I'm on your right
It's so easy in the concrete night
Modern Boys Video (MV)
Performed By: London Suede
Language: English
Length: 4:08
Written by: BRETT ANDERSON, BERNARD BUTLER
London Suede - Modern Boys Lyrics
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Come unto me my winter son
We could lie on the rails
And when the morning comes
We'll be miles away
Miles away
Slipping away while the city sleeps
Running away from this cruel disease
Miles away, miles away
Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
We're the modern boys
Come onto me my sickly thing
We could lie on the rails
But to really win we'll just drive away, drive away
Yes, the world calls my international
So let the decades die, let the parties fall
And we'll be miles away, miles away
Because we'll be living like
Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
Into the night, under the stars
Jumping the lights in the silent cars
He's on your left, I'm on your right
It's so easy in the concrete night
We could lie on the rails
And when the morning comes
We'll be miles away
Miles away
Slipping away while the city sleeps
Running away from this cruel disease
Miles away, miles away
Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
We're the modern boys
Come onto me my sickly thing
We could lie on the rails
But to really win we'll just drive away, drive away
Yes, the world calls my international
So let the decades die, let the parties fall
And we'll be miles away, miles away
Because we'll be living like
Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
Into the night, under the stars
Jumping the lights in the silent cars
He's on your left, I'm on your right
It's so easy in the concrete night
Writer: BRETT ANDERSON, BERNARD BUTLER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.