All The Young Dudes

Billy rapped all night about his suicide

How he kicked it in the head

When he was twenty-five

Hey child you don't want to be alive

When you're twenty-five

And Lucy's stealing clothes

From unlocked cars

She's got rips on her fingers

From picking off stars

From little Jimmy's face

And the television man is crazy

Says I'm a juvenile delinquent wreck

Don't need a TV

When I've got T-rex

Every dude now

All the young dudes

Carry the news

Boogaloo dudes

Carry the news

I wanna hear ya'

Hear ya

All the young dudes

Carry the news

Boogaloo dudes

Carry the news

Looking so sweet

Dressed like a queen

She can kick like a mule

It's a real mean team

But we can love oh we can love

And my brothers at home

With his Beatles and Stones

We never got it off

On that revolution stuff

It's such a drag such a drag

Well I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine

Gonna wreak this town tonight

Is it concrete all around me

Or is it in my head

I'm a dude

All the young dudes

Carry the news

Boogaloo dudes

Carry the news . . .