收聽David Bowie的Young Americans (1999 Remaster)歌詞歌曲

Young Americans (1999 Remaster)

David Bowie2003年12月1日

Young Americans (1999 Remaster) 歌詞

Young Americans (1999 Remaster) - David Bowie

They pulled in just behind the bridge

He lays he 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 no where

Heaven knows she'd have taken anything

All night

She wants the young American

 

Young American

Young American

She was a young American

All night

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

All night

She wants the young American

 

Young American young American she wants the young American

All right

She wants the young American

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

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 Clinton

 

Do you remember bill you have to pay

 

Or even yesterday

 

Have you have been an un American

Just you and your idol singing 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 sheilas

Ain't that close to love

 

Well ain't that poster love

 

Well it ain't that barbie doll

 

Her heart's been broken just like you have

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 you 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

 

All night

I want the young American

 

Young American young American I want the young American

All right

I want the young American

Young American

 

Young American

 

I want the young American

 

All right

 

Young American young American I want the young American

All right

I want the young American

 

 

Young American young American I want the young American