Intro

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Billy rapped all night about his suicide
         Bm                             Bm7
How he’d kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
F#m                                                A
Speed jive, don’t wanna stay alive when I’m twenty-five

      D                            D7M
And Wendy’s stealing clothes from unlocked cars
      Bm                      Bm7
And Freddy’s got scars from ripping the stars
          F#m                     A
From his face, funky little boat race

        Em                  G
Oh! the television man is crazy
                     F#              Bm
Saying we’re all juvenile delinquent wrecks
       G            D               A
Oh but man, I need TV now there’s no T Rex
            A7sus4
Brother you guessed... I’m a dude, yeah!

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D    D7M                 Bm   Bm7
     All the Young Dudes        Carry the News
Am   Am7              F    C               G  C  A  D
     Boogaloo Dudes        Carry the News
D    D7M                 Bm   Bm7
     All the Young Dudes        Carry the News
Am   Am7              F    C               G  C  A  D
     Boogaloo Dudes        Carry the News

Now Mary looks sweet, cos he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule; it’s a real mean team
We can love, we can love

And my brother’s back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on the revolution stuff
What a drag – too many snags

       Em                            G
Well I drunk a lot of wine and I’m feeling fine
      F#               Bm
Gotta race some cat to bed
        G            D                     A
Is this concrete all around or is it in my head?
               A7sus4
Brother you’ve guessed, that I’m a dude yeah!

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D    D7M                 Bm   Bm7
     All the Young Dudes        Carry the News
Am   Am7              F    C               G  C  A  D
     Boogaloo Dudes        Carry the News