| A | D | A/C# | |
| Well, Billy | rapped all night about his su | icide |
| Bm | D/A | |
| How he'd | kick it in the head when he was | twenty five, |
| F#m | A | |
| speed ive, don't wanna stay alive | when your twenty five. |
| D | A/C# | |
| And | Wendy's stealing clothes from | unlocked cars, and |
| Bm | D | F#m | |
| Freddies got spots from | rippin' off the stars from his | face |
| A | |
| (funky little | boat race) |
| Em | F#7 | Bm | |
| The | television man is crazy saying were | juvenile deliquent | wrecks |
| G | D | Asus4 | A | |
| Oh | man I need TV | when I got | T.Rex - |
| A | |
| Oh broth | er you guessed, I'm a dude dad. |
| D | A/C# | Bm7 | |
| Ah | all the young dudes |
| D/A | Am | |
| carry the news |
| G | F | |
| boogaloo dudes |
| C/E | Bm | C | A/C# | D | |
| carry the news |
| A/C# | Bm7 | |
| All the young dudes |
| D/A | Am | |
| carry the news |
| G | F | |
| boogaloo dudes |
| C/E | Bm | C | A/C# | |
| carry the news |
| Lucy looking sweet 'cos he dresses like a queen, |
| but he can kick like mule it's 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 all that revolution stuff |
| what a drag, - too many snags. |
| Now I 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 it my head - Yeah I'm a dude dad. |
| repeat chorus |