Lyrics All The Young Dudes - Enrico Ruggeri

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide,
How he kick it in the head when he was 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 Freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face.
Funky little boat race
And Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks.
Oh man I need TV when I got T Rex
Oh brother you guessed:
I′m 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 relate to you)
Carry the news
Now Lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule it′s a real mean team.
But we can love oh yes 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,
Got to race some cat to bed.
Oh is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head?
Yeah
I′m 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, oh yeah)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (What dudes!)
Carry the news (Let's hear the news, come on!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you)
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, relate to you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (Hey dudes)
Carry the news (Where are ya?)
Boogaloo dudes (Stand up! Come on!)
Carry the news