Men Without Hats - All the Young Dudes lyrics
[Men Without Hats - All the Young Dudes lyrics]
Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the
Head when he was twenty-five
Sweet jive, don't wanna stay alive
When you're twenty-five
Now Wendy's stealing clothes from
Marks & Sparks
And Freddy's getting spots from
Pulling off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy, says
We're juvenile delinquent wrecks, oh
(Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh) Who needs TV when I've got T rex?
Brother, you guessed i'm a dude
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
Lucy looks real sweet 'cause he
Dressed like a queen
Can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love yeah, we can love
Now my brother's back at home with
His Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
Such a drag too many little snags
Well, I've drunk a lot of
Wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed, oh
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Is
That concrete all around
Or is it in my head? Brother, you guessed
I'm a dude
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
Hey, dudes where are you?
Stand up come on
Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the
Head when he was twenty-five
Sweet jive, don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
How he'd kick it in the
Head when he was twenty-five
Sweet jive, don't wanna stay alive
When you're twenty-five
Now Wendy's stealing clothes from
Marks & Sparks
And Freddy's getting spots from
Pulling off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy, says
We're juvenile delinquent wrecks, oh
(Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh) Who needs TV when I've got T rex?
Brother, you guessed i'm a dude
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
Lucy looks real sweet 'cause he
Dressed like a queen
Can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love yeah, we can love
Now my brother's back at home with
His Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
Such a drag too many little snags
Well, I've drunk a lot of
Wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed, oh
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Is
That concrete all around
Or is it in my head? Brother, you guessed
I'm a dude
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
All the young dudes carry the news
Boogaloo dudes carry the news
Hey, dudes where are you?
Stand up come on
Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the
Head when he was twenty-five
Sweet jive, don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five