David Bowie
All the Young Dudes
Written by - David Bowie
From - David Live
Ooh...
Ahh...
Ooh...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wha, wha, wha...
Now

Billy rapped all night about a suicide
Kick it in the head when he was 25
Ooh, speed child
Don't wanna stay alive when you're 25

Lucy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
Freddy's got zits from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Oh, the television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
(Yi, yi, yi, yi, yi)
Oh, man why would I need TV when I've got T. Rex
Brother, you guessed
I'm a dude, yeah

All the young dudes, yeah
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, yeah
Carry the news

All the young dudes, yeah
Carry the news, yeah
Boogaloo little dude
Carry the news

Now Jimmy looks sweet
Causes he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule
He's a real mean teen
He can love
Oh, yes he can love
My brother's back at home
With his Beatles and his Stones
And we never got if off on that revolution stuff
It was such a drag
So many snags
Well, I drunk a lot of wine
And I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
(Yi, yi, yi, yi, yi)
Is this concrete all around
Or is it in my head?
Brother, you guessed
Well, I'm a dude

All the young dudes, yeah
(Carry the news)
Yeah
(Boogaloo dudes)
Oh, boogaloo
Carry the news

Oh
(All the young dudes)
Yeah, carry the news, yeah
Boogaloo little dude
Yeah, carry the news

All the young dudes, yeah
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, yeah
Oh, carry the news

All the young dudes, yeah
Carry the news...
Boogaloo dudes, yeah
Carry the news
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