lunes, 6 de julio de 2009

when he was twenty-five

All the young dudes //Well billy rapped all night about his suicide /How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five /Speed jive dont want to stay alive /When youre twenty-five /And wendys stealing clothes from marks and sparks /And freedys got spots from ripping off the stars from his face /Funky little boat race /Television man is crazy saying were juvenile deliquent wrecks /Oh man I need tv when I got t rex /Oh brother you guessed /Im a dude dad /All the young dudes (hey dudes) /Carry the news (where are ya) /Boogaloo dudes (stand up come on) /Carry the news /All the young dudes (I want to hear you) /Carry the news (I want to see you) /Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you all of you) /Carry the news /Now lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen /But he can kick like a mule its 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 that revolution stuff /What a drag too many snags /Now Ive drunk a lot of wine and Im feeling fine /Got to race some cat to bed /Oh is there concrete all around /Or is it in my head /Yeah /Im a dude dad /All the young dudes (hey dudes) /Carry the news (where are ya) /Boogaloo dudes (stand up) /Carry the news /All the young dudes (I want to hear ya) /Carry the news (I want to see you) /Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you) /Carry the news /All the young dudes (what dudes)

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