All the Young Dudes The Church

Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he reached twenty-five
Speed jive don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
And 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, the television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man, I need TV when I got T Rex
Oh brother you guessed

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

Now Lucy looks sweet cause she dresses like a queen
And she can kick like a mule it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh yeah, 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
What a drag too many snags

Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is this concrete all around
Or is it in my head?
Oh brother you you guessed