All The Young Dudes

A D A/C# 
Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide 
Bm D/A 
How he‘d kick it in the head when he was twenty five, 
F#m A 
speed ive, don‘t wanna stay alive when your twenty five. 
D A/C# 
And Wendy‘s stealing clothes from unlocked cars, and 
Bm D/A F#m 
Freddies got spots from rippin‘ off the stars from his face 
A 
(funky little boat race) 
Em F#7 Bm 
The television man is crazy saying were juvenile deliquent wrecks 
G D A(sus4) A 
Oh man I need TV when I got T.Rex - 
A 
Oh brother you guessed, I‘m a dude dad. 
 
Chorus 
D A/C# Bm7 
Ah all the young dudes 
D/A Am 
carry the news 
G F 
boogaloo dudes 
C/E Bm C A/C# D 
carry the news 
A/C# Bm7 
All the young dudes 
D/A Am 
carry the news 
G F 
boogaloo dudes 
C/E Bm C A/C# 
carry the news 
 
Lucy looking sweet ‘cos he dresses like a queen, 
 
but he can kick like mule it‘s a real mean team, 
 
but we can love - oh yes we can love. 
 
And my brothers back at home with his Beatles and his Stones, 
 
we never got it off on all that revolution stuff 
 
what a drag, - too many snags. 
 
Now I drunk a lot of wine and I‘m feeling fine - 
 
got to race some cat to bed - oh is there concrete all around 
 
or is it it my head - Yeah I‘m a dude dad. 
 
repeat chorus.