[ti:Young Americans]
[ar:David Bowie]
[al:]

[la:uk]
Bowie David
Young Americans
Young Americans
[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