Lyrics David Bowie – All The Young Dudes
Text:
Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he’d kick it in the head when he was 25
Don’t want to stay alive when you’re 25
Wendy’s stealing clothes from unlocked cars
A funky little boat race
The television man is crazy
Saying we’re juvenile delinquent wrecks
But, man, I need a TV when I’ve got T. Rex
Hey, brother, you guessed
I’m a dude
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’s looking sweet though he dresses like a queen
He can kick like a mule
It’s a real mean team
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
What a drag
Too many snags
Well, I drunk a lot of wine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is this concrete all around
Or is it in my head?
Oh, brother, you guessed
I’m a dude
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
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
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news