Church - All The Young Dudes Lyrics
Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicideHow he kick it in the head when he reached twenty-fiveSpeed jive don't want to stay aliveWhen you're twenty-fiveAnd Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and SparksAnd Freedy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his faceFunky little boat raceNow, the television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecksOh man, I need TV when I got T RexOh brother you guessedAll the young dudesCarry the newsBoogaloo dudesCarry the newsNow Lucy looks sweet cause she dresses like a queenAnd she can kick like a mule it's a real mean teamBut we can love, oh yeah, we can loveAnd my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his StonesWe never got it off on that revolution stuffWhat a drag too many snagsNow I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fineGonna race some cat to bedIs this concrete all aroundOr is it in my head?Oh brother you you guessedAll the young dudes (Hey, dudes)Carry the news (Stand up)Boogaloo dudes (I want to kiss you)Carry the newsAll the young dudes (I want to talk to you)Carry the news (I want to see you, dudes)Boogaloo dudes (laughter)Carry the news (I want to kiss you)All the young dudes (Stand up)Carry the news (I want to kiss you)Boogaloo dudes (laughter)Carry the news (I want to talk to you, dudes)All the young dudes (Stand up)Carry the news (What dudes)Boogaloo dudes (I want to kiss you)Carry the news (Ahh, I want to see you, dudes)All the young dudes (Ah, I want to talk to you)Carry the news (What dudes)Boogaloo dudes (I want to kiss you)Carry the news
