All The Young Dudes

Paroles du 9/01/97

Now, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
Hah! kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Oww, the speed-jive
Don't want to stay alive when you're twenty-five

Lucy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
Freddies got zits from pickin' up the stars from his face
Funky little bolt-rays
Oh, television man is crazy
Singin' we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
[oh oh oh]
Oh, man, I need t.v.
When I've got T-Rex
Brother, you guess
I'm a dude, babe

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boog-a-loo dudes
Carry the news

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boog-a-loo dudes
Carry the news

Now Jimmy looks sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team, and
We can love
Yeah, we can love
Brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff, too many snags
Yeah such a drag
Oh, I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed

Is this concrete all around, or is, uh
In my head?
Brother, you guessed
Well, i'm a dude, man

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boog-a-loo dudes
Carry the news

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boog-a-loo dudes
Carry the news

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boog-a-loo dudes
Carry the news