All the Young Dudes

Oh, Billy rapped all night 'bout suicide
That he'd kick it in the head when he was 25
Hey child, you don't wanna be alive, when you're 25

And Lucy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
She's got zits on her face from licking off stars
The little golden race, oh yeah
And television man is crazy
Says I'm a juvenile delinquent wreck
Man, I don't need TV, I got T. Rex
Oh yeah, every dude now

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Carry the news

I wanna hear ya
All the young dudes (hey you)
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Carry the news

Oh looking so sweet, dressed like a queen
She could kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh love
Well my brother's at home, Beatles and Stones
Never got off on the revolution stuff
It's such a drag, such a drag
I drunk a lot of wine, I'm feeling fine
Gonna wreak this town tonight
Is it concrete all around me, or is it in my head
Oh-huh-huh-huh, yeah, I'm a dude now

All the young dudes (hey you)
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Carry the news (that's right, hey you)

All the young dudes (I wanna talk to you)
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Carry the news

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh (I wanna talk to you)
Carry the news (stand up, that's right)

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Carry the news (yes, 'cause if you ever wanna talk to...)

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Oo-oo-oo-ooh
Carry the news



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Writer(s): David Bowie
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