All The Young Dudes lyrics
by Bruce Dickinson
Well billy rapped all night about his suicideSaid he'd kick it in the head when he was 25Speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're 25And wendy's stealing clothes from marks and sparksAnd freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his faceFunky little boat raceThe television man is crazy, saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecksOh man - I need t.v.? when I got t. rex? Oh, brother, you guessed - I'm a dude nowAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsBilly's looking sweet 'cos he dresses like a queenBut he can kick like a mule - it's a real mean teamBut we can love, oh yes, we can loveAnd my father's back at home with his beatles and his stonesHe never got it off with that revolution stuffWhat a drag - too many snagsWell I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fineI gotta raise some cat to bedOh, man - is that concrete all around, or is it in my head? Brother, I'm a dude now...All the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the newsAll the young dudes - carry the newsBoogaloo dudes - carry the news
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