VINTAGE (CLVI)

 

Mott The Hoople - "All The Young Dudes" 
(D. Bowie)

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide 

How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five 

Speed jive don't want to stay alive 

When you're twenty-five 

And Wendy's stealing clothes from marks and sparks 

And Fredy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face 

Funky little boat race 

Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks 

Oh man I need tv when I got T Rex 

Oh brother you guessed I'm 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 want to hear you) 

Carry the news (I want to see you) 

Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you all of you) 

Carry the news 

Now Lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen 

But he can kick like a mule it's a real mean team 

But we can love oh yes 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 

Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine 

Got to race some cat to bed 

Oh is there concrete all around 

Or is it in my head 

Yeah I'm a dude dad 

All the young dudes...