All the Young Dudes (Live) - Mott The Hoople

Written by：David 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 Freedy'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

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

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 hey dudes

Carry the news where are ya

Boogaloo dudes stand up

Carry the news

All the young dudes I want to hear ya

Carry the news I want to see you

Boogaloo dudes and I want you

Carry the news

All the young dudes what dudes

Carry the news come on tell me about news

Boogaloo dudes I want to kick you

All the young dudes you there with the glasses

Carry the news I want you

Boogaloo dudes I want you right here

Carry the news

All the young dudes you bring him down

Carry the news cause I want him

Boogaloo dudes I want him right

Carry the news

All the young dudes how do you feel

Boogaloo dudes really sake

Carry the news tonight all right