Travis All the Young Dudes Lyrics:
Written by David Bowie
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
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
Now television man is
crazy saying we're
juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man I need TV when I got T Rex
I'm a dude dad
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
All the young dudes
Carry the news
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/RNUB ]Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
Now Jimmy looks sweet though he
dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule
it's a real mean team
But 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
It was such a drag too many snags
Well I've drunk a lot of wine
and I'm feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Is there concrete all around me
Or is it in my head
Yeah
I'm a dude dad
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
Lyrics: All the Young Dudes, Travis [end]