All the Young Dudes piano leadsheet with chords

Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide,

how he'd kick it in the head when he was twentyfive.

Speed jive, don't wanna stay alive when you're twentyfive

And Wendy's stealin' clothes from Marks and Sparks and Freddie's got spots from rippin' off the stars from his face.

Funky little boat race.

The television man is crazy, sayin' we're juvenile delinquent wrecks.

Oh, man, I need

TV when I got

TRex. Oh, brother, you guessed, I'm a dude,

man. (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 lookin' 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 drunk a lot of wine 'n' I'm feelin' 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 carry the news.

Boogaloo dudes carry the news.

All the young dudes carry the news.

Boogaloo dudes carry the news.)

(All the young dudes carry the news.

Boogaloo dudes carry the news.

All the young dudes carry the news.

Boogaloo dudes carry the news.)