All the Young Dudes Lyrics

Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kicked it in the head
When he was twenty-five
Hey child you don't want to be alive
When you're twenty-five

And Lucy's stealing clothes
From unlocked cars
She's got rips on her fingers
From picking off stars
From little Jimmy's face

And the television man is crazy
Says I'm a juvenile delinquent wreck
Don't need a TV
When I've got T-rex
Every dude now

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

I wanna hear ya'
Hear ya

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

Looking so sweet
Dressed like a queen
She can kick like a mule
It's a real mean team
But we can love, oh we can love

And my brothers at home
With his Beatles and Stones
We never got it off
On that revolution stuff
It's such a drag, such a drag

Well I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna wreak this town tonight
Is it concrete all around me
Or is it in my head
I'm a dude

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news . . .