David Bowie

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Intro:
   D        D/C#              Bm          Bm/A
e|-14-------14-12b14r12b14r12----------------------------------------|
B|----15----------------------14-15-------15-14b15r14b15r14-12-------|
G|-------14-------------------------16-------------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------16----------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------|

   F#m                  A
e|----------------------------------------13b14----------------------|
B|-14-14-14-14-13-12----14-14-14-14-12----14b15----------------------|
G|-------------------14----------------14----------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------|

      D                          D/C#
Billy rapped all night about his suicide
         Bm                             Bm/A
How he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
F#m                                           A
Speed jive, don't wanna stay alive when you're twenty-five

       D                          D/C#
And Wendy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
         Bm                 Bm/A
And Freddy's got spots from ripping off stars
F#m                    A
From his face, a funky little boat race

    Em                Em7
The television man is crazy
              F#                 Bm   Bm/A
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
   G              D                A
Oh man, I need a TV when I've got T-Rex
            A7sus4
Brother you guessed... I'm a dude

Chorus (x2):
D    D/C#                  Bm   Bm/A
     All the Young Dudes        Carry the News
Am   Am/G             F    C/E               G C A D
     Boogaloo Dudes        Carry the News

    D                          D/C#
Now Mary looks sweet, cos he dresses like a queen
           Bm                       Bm/A
But he can kick like a mule; it's a real mean team
F#m          A
We can love, we can love

        D                              D/C#
And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
   Bm                      Bm/A
We never got it off on the revolution stuff
F#m                    A
What a drag – too many snags

        Em                          Em7
Well, I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
      F#               Bm   Bm/A
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!

Chorus:
D    D/C#                  Bm   Bm/A
     All the Young Dudes        Carry the News
Am   Am/G             F    C/E               G C A D
     Boogaloo Dudes        Carry the News