He lays her down, he frowns
"Gee my life's a funny thing, am I
still too young?"
He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
[CHORUS (She)]
All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American, she wants the young American
All right
She wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture
window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford
Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
But the freak, and his type, all for
nothing
He misses a step and cuts his hand, but
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"
[CHORUS (She)]
All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"
[CHORUS (HE)]
All night
He wants the young American
Young American, young American,
he wants the young American
All right
He wants the young American
Do you remember, your President Nixon?
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay?
Or even yesterday?
Have been the un-American?
Just you and your idol sing falsetto
'bout Leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
In case, just in case of depression?
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the afro-Sheeners
Ain't that close to love?
Well, ain't that poster love?
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll
Her hearts have been broken just like you
[CHORUS (YOU)]
All night
You want the young American
Young American, young American, you want the young American
All right
You want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache
(I heard the news today, oh boy)
I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man who can say no more?
And, ain't there a woman I can
sock on the jaw?
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
Ain't there one damn song that can make me
break down and cry?
[CHORUS (I) (repeat 3 times ad lib)]
All night
I want the young American
Young American, young American, I want the young American
All right
I want the young American
2 comments:
Billy Joel has Italian restaurant
John cougar has jack and Diane
Paul Simon has America
David Bowie has this one. I like it best. He was rad. Made rad songs. I hate young Americans. They ain’t as cool as they used to be. They are lazy and too entitled. They are also fuckin prude and cowardly. But they are still just as stupid.
Early Bowie is fantastic in my eyes
Ziggy Stardust was a glam rock pioneer
2 albums later he gives us this song and 'Fame'
This song has some Iconic references thrown in
He even quotes the Beatles in the song
But Lennon played some guitar and sang some backup on this album, so it makes sense
Plus - Bowie does an interesting cover of 'Across the Universe' on this album - reminds me a bit of Shatner
Bowie had some great tunes
He lost me though when he came out with the album 'Let's Dance'
MTV played it into the dirt and if I never hear 'China Girl' again, I'll be a happy man
I did enjoy when he teamed up with Jagger a few years later with the cover 'Dancing in the Streets'
The song and video were so bad that they actually became great
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