Title: All the Young Dudes (track 03) Artist: Mott the Hoople Album: All the Young Dudes Year: 1972 Label: CBS, Columbia Writer(s): David Bowie Lyrics: Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five Speed jive dont wanna stay alive when youre twenty-five And Wendys stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks And Freedys got spots from ripping off the stars From his face, funky little boat race The television man is crazy saying were juvenile delinquent wrecks Oh man I need TV when I got T-Rex Oh brother you guessed, Im a dude dad All the young dudes (Hey dudes!) Carry the news (Where are ya?) Boogaloo dudes (Stand up, come on) Carry the news All the young dudes (I wanna hear you) Carry the news (I wanna see you) Boogaloo dudes (And I wanna talk to you, all of you) Carry the news Now Lucy looking sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen But he can kick like a mule, its a real mean team But we can love, oh yes we can love And my brothers back at home with his Beatles and his Stones We never got it off on that Revolution stuff What a drag, too many snags Now I drunk a lot of wine and Im feeling fine Gotta race some cat to bed Oh is there concrete all around or is it in my head? Yeah, Im a dude dad All the young dudes (Hey dudes!) Carry the news (Where are ya?) Boogaloo dudes (Stand up) Carry the news All the young dudes (I wanna hear ya) Carry the news (I wanna see you) Boogaloo dudes (And I wanna relate to you) Carry the news All ...
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