All The Young Dudes

Written by David Bowie Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five Speed jive don't want to stay alive When you're twenty-five Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks And Freedy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face Funky little boat race Now television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks Oh man I need TV when I got T Rex I'm a dude dad All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news Now Jimmy looks sweet though he dresses like a queen But he can kick like a mule it's a real mean team But we can love we can love And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones We never got it off on that revolution stuff It was such a drag too many snags Well I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine Got to race some cat to bed Is there concrete all around me Or is it in my head Yeah I'm a dude dad All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news