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All the Young Dudes
Mott the Hoople Lyrics


Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive, don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks & Sparks
And Freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh, man, I need TV when I've got T.Rex
Oh brother, you guessed
I'm a dude, dad

All the young dudes (hey dudes!)
Carry the news (where are you?)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up, come on)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (I want to hear you)
Carry the news (I want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to talk to you, all of you)
Carry the news (now)

Lucy looks sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love
Oh yes, we can love
And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag, too many snags
Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh, is that concrete all around
Or is it in my head?
Yeah
I'm a dude, dad

All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are you?)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (I want to hear you)
Carry the news (I want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to relate to you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (what dudes?)
Carry the news (let's hear the news, come on)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you)
Carry the news

(Hey, you there)
All the young dudes
(With the glasses)
Carry the news (I want you)
Boogaloo dudes (I want you in the front)
Carry the news (now)
(Now, you're his friends)
All the young dudes (now you bring him down)
('Cause I want him)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (I want him right here)
(Bring him, come on)
Carry the news (bring him)
(Here you go)
All the young dudes
(I've wanted to do this for years)
Carry the news
(There you go!)
Boogaloo dudes
(How'd it feel?)
Carry the news

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Written by: David Bowie

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osococo

A familiar tune began to play on the radio – Mott the Hoople. It was a few years old now, but it had been a favourite at Gryffindor parties,

“Billy rapped all night about his suicide,

How he’d kick it in the head when he was twenty-five,

Speed jive, don’t wanna stay alive, when you’re twenty five…”

“Turn it up!” Mary nudged Marlene, who flicked her wand at the wireless, lazily, then cracked open another can. They all hushed to listen, nodding along and tapping their feet softly on the grass. When the chorus came, the girls all sang along in that soft, under the breath way that girls were so good at,

“All the young dudes, carry the news…”

When the song finished they cheered drunkenly, laughing amongst themselves.

“I bloody love you lot,” Marlene slurred, “You’re all my best friends,”

“Same to you, McKinnon,” Sirius grinned across the flames, raising his can.

“Shhh!” She waggled a drunken finger at him, dopily, “I know your game, Black. I’ll have you know, you’re not my type.”

Everybody laughed at that, even Sirius.

“When are we going to find you a nice girl, hm Remus?” Lily said, thoughtfully, squeezing up to him for warmth and laying her head on his shoulder.

He smiled wanly, putting an affectionate arm around her.

“Yeah, you deserve a bit of fun, Moony,” James winked at him.

Remus avoided Sirius sudden glare by taking another swig from his can.

“I have plenty of fun with you lot.” He said.

“Have you ever had a girlfriend, Remus?” Dorcas asked. She didn’t mean anything by it; she didn’t know them very well. But there was an awkward hush all the same. Or maybe Remus was the only one who noticed. He glanced up at Mary coyly and smiled.

“Nah,” he said.

“Aww,” Dorcas said, very tipsy, “How come?”

Suddenly, it dawned on Remus. Marlene was right – he loved these people, every one of them. What was the point, keeping secrets from them? This wasn’t up to Sirius, this wasn’t up to anyone but him. He breathed in and looked at the fire again.

“I’m gay.” He said.

Peter choked on his drink. Out of the corner of his eye, Remus saw James run his hands through his hair, sit up straighter. He saw Mary’s mouth fall open, and heard Marlene give out a surprised hiccup. He dared not look at Sirius. His stomach turned and he prepared to get up, to walk away and apparate somewhere. Anywhere.

But then Lily raised her head. She kissed his cheek and hugged him tighter, before settling back down against his shoulder.

“You still deserve some fun.” She said, decisively.



Elke Deklerck

Finally, Sirius spoke.

“Even if we don’t talk about it, don’t you think we ought to try to forgive each other?”

“You sound like Dumbledore.” Remus snorted.

“Ha.” Sirius said. “Yeah, you’re right. Can you believe we’re back following orders from that old
fool? I s’pose I don’t really know much about forgiveness.”

“Me neither.” Remus sighed.

“I don’t know if it’s worth anything, really, with lives as short as ours.” Sirius said, sadly, “I think
at this point, there’s only love and hate.”

“That’s very fatalistic of you.” Remus commented, “I thought I was supposed to be the pessimist.”

Sirius shuddered slightly, which Remus took for a laugh. He squeezed him tighter, and kissed his
shoulder. “Love and hate.” He murmured, thoughtfully.

“Love or hate, I s’pose.” Sirius clarified. “You make a choice.”

“It’s that simple, then?”

“Yeah. I think it is.” Sirius reached for his hand under the duvet. He looked up at Remus, eyes now
icy grey, but as piercing as ever. He was asking a question.

Remus squeezed his hand in answer,

“Love.” He said.

And then he kissed him.

The End.



Fatima Jn

Lyrics :

"All The Young Dudes"

Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive, don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five

And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars
From his face
Funky little boat race

Television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh, man, I need TV when I got T-Rex
Oh, brother, you've guessed, I'm a dude, dad

All the young dudes (Hey, dudes!)
Carry the news (Where are you?)
Boogaloo dudes (Stand up, come on!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (I want to hear you!)
Carry the news (I want to see you!)
Boogaloo dudes (And I want to talk to you! All of you!)
Carry the news

Now Lucy looks sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love
Oh yes, we can love

And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag
Too many snags

Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh, is there concrete all around or is it in my head?
Yeah, I'm a dude, dad

All the young dudes (Hey, dudes!)
Carry the news (Where are you?)
Boogaloo dudes (Stand up!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (I want to hear you!)
Carry the news (I want to see you!)
Boogaloo dudes (And I want to relate to you!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (What dudes?)
Carry the news (Let's hear the news, come on!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (Hey, you there, with the glasses!)
Carry the news (I want you!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want you at the front!)
Carry the news (Now you, all his friends!)

All the young dudes (Now you bring him down, 'cause I want him!)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (I want him right here, bring him, come on!)
Carry the news (Bring him, ha ha, here you go!)

All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years, ha ha ha!)
Carry the news (There you go!)
Boogaloo dudes (How do you feel?)
Carry the news



All comments from YouTube:

Jayne Cheung

ATYD is practically canon at this point. This entire story has just consumed my life. The culture, the music, the fashion, even the vocabulary. I regret none of it

BetaTod

I thought you meant the Paper Mario game, Thousand Year Door lol

redandrandom

SAMEEE

Azkaban gone

So true

Obviscates

@Frenchblue8 from Far Out magazine:
As Bowie explained to the author William S. Burroughs when Rolling Stone paired the two iconoclasts together in 1974: “The time is five years to go before the end of the earth. It has been announced that the world will end because of a lack of natural resources. Ziggy is in a position where all the kids have access to things that they thought they wanted. The older people have lost all touch with reality and the kids are left on their own to plunder anything.”

Ziggy Stardust was a saviour in waiting as Bowie continued: “Ziggy was in a rock and roll band and the kids no longer want rock and roll. There’s no electricity to play it. Ziggy’s adviser tells him to collect news and sing it, ’cause there is no news. So Ziggy does this and there is terrible news. ‘All The Young Dudes’ is a song about this news. It is no hymn to the youth as people thought. It is completely the opposite.”

Michael Clark

You should have been there at the time,.. I was.
I grew out of the lifestyle but the music will be a part of me forever.

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niko

I'm so glad J.K. Rowling wrote an 8 book spin off of MsKingBean89's All The Young Dudes and made it about James' son :-)

D T

I bet that in an other universe it was like that:D

Mintaka

@Mysterious Forest “Dora can marry anyone she likes when she’s old enough, and I can say with absolute certainty that it won’t be anyone at this table.” lmao

Azkaban gone

Yeah it really does feel like that

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