Young Americans

[ti:Young Americans] [ar:David Bowie] [al:] [by:Acteur] [la:uk] Bowie David Young Americans Young Americans [0:0]欢迎访问 我爱音乐 [00:27]They pulled in just behind the fridge, [00:29]he lays he down, he frowns [00:32]"Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?" [00:37]He kissed her then and there, [00:40]she took his ring, took his babies [00:43]It took him minutes, took her no-where [00:47]Heaven knows, she'd've taken anything, but {Chorus, *she* version} [01:29][00:49][All night] [01:32][00:52]*She* wants the young American [01:35][00:55][Young American, young American, *she* wants the young American] [01:40][01:00][All right] [01:43][01:04]but *she* wants the young American [01:07]Scanning life through the picture window, [01:09][Doo-doo-doo-woo] she finds the slinky vagabond [01:11][Doo-doo-doo-woo] He coughs as he passes up her red Mustang, but [01:15]Heaven forbid, she take anything [01:18]But the freak, and his type, all for nothing, [01:20][Doo-doo-doo-woo] misses a step and cuts his hand. But [01:22][Doo-doo-doo-woo] showing nothing, he swoops like a song [01:23]She cries "Where have all Papas' heroes gone?" {chorus, *she* version} [01:47]All the way from Washington, [01:48]her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor [01:52]"We live for just these twenty years, [01:54]do we have to die for the fifty more?", had {chorus, *he* version} [01:57][All night] [02:00]*He* wants the young American [02:03][Young American, young American, *He* wants the young American] [02:08][All right] [02:12]but *He* wants the young American [02:26]Do you remember [02:29]your President Nixon? [02:30][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Do you remember [02:34]the bills you have to pay, [02:36]or even yesterday? [02:52]Have you have been an un-American? [02:54][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Just you and your idol singing falsetto [02:57][Doo-doo-doo-woo] 'bout leather, leather everywhere, and [03:00]not a myth left from the ghetto [03:03]Well, well, well, would you carry a razor [03:05][Doo-doo-doo-woo] in case, just in case of depression? [03:08][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors, [03:11]blushing at all the afro-Sheila's [03:14]Ain't that close to love? [03:16][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, ain't that poster love? [03:18][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, it ain't that Barbie doll, [03:23]her heart's been broken just like you have {chorus, *you* version} [03:27][All night] [03:30]*YOU* wants the young American [03:32][Young American, young American, *YOU* wants the young American] [03:37][All right] [03:42]but *YOU* wants the young American [03:43]You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler [03:45]A pimps' got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler [03:48]Blacks got respect, uhh, whites got his soul train [03:51]Mamas' got cramps, and look at your hands ache [03:54][I heard the news today, oh boy] [03:58]I got a suite and you got defeat [03:59]Ain't there a man you can say no more?, and [04:03]Ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?, and [04:05]Ain't there a child I can hold without judging? [04:08]Ain't there a pen that will write before they die? [04:11]Ain't you proud that you've still got faces? [04:13]Ain't there one damn song that can make me [04:17]break down and cry? {chorus, *I* version} [04:44][04:22][All night] [04:49][04:25]*I* wants the young American [04:51][04:28][Young American, young American, *I* wants the young American] [04:55][04:35][All right] [05:00][04:38]but *I* wants the young American