Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he’d kick it the head when he was twenty-five Speed jive don’t wanna stay alive when you’re twenty-five And Wendy’s stealing clothes from unlocked cars And Freddie’s got spots from rippin‘ of the stars From his face, funky little boat race The television man is crazy Saying we’re juvenile delinquent wrecks man I need TV when I got T. Rex Oh brother you guessed Im 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 Lucy looking sweet cos 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‘ l’m 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. (c) 1972 by Titanic Music Ltd./Chrysalis Music Ltd., London W.1. Eigentum für Deutschland, Österreich und Schweiz: Rudolf Srezak Musikverlag GMBH, Hamburg 13
