에 게시:2004년
플레이:0번
지속:04:10
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They pulled in just behind the fridge,
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've taken anything, but
[All night]
*She* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *she* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *she* wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window,
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] she finds the slinky vagabond
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] He coughs as he passes up her red Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she take anything
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing,
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] misses a step and cuts his hand. But
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries "Where have all Papas' heroes gone?"
[All night]
*She* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *she* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *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?", had
[All night]
*He* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *He* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *He* wants the young American
Do you remember
your President Nixon?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Do you remember
the bills you have to pay,
or even yesterday?
Have you have been an un-American?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Just you and your idol singing falsetto
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] 'bout leather, leather everywhere, and
not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] in case, just in case of depression?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors,
blushing at all the afro-Sheila's
Ain't that close to love?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, ain't that poster love?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, it ain't that Barbie doll,
her heart's been broken just like you have
[All night]
*YOU* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *YOU* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *YOU* wants the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimps' got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Blacks got respect, uhh, whites got his soul train
Mamas' 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* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *I* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *I* wants the young American
[All night]
*I* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *I* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *I* wants the young American
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've taken anything, but
[All night]
*She* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *she* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *she* wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window,
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] she finds the slinky vagabond
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] He coughs as he passes up her red Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she take anything
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing,
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] misses a step and cuts his hand. But
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries "Where have all Papas' heroes gone?"
[All night]
*She* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *she* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *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?", had
[All night]
*He* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *He* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *He* wants the young American
Do you remember
your President Nixon?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Do you remember
the bills you have to pay,
or even yesterday?
Have you have been an un-American?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Just you and your idol singing falsetto
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] 'bout leather, leather everywhere, and
not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] in case, just in case of depression?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors,
blushing at all the afro-Sheila's
Ain't that close to love?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, ain't that poster love?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, it ain't that Barbie doll,
her heart's been broken just like you have
[All night]
*YOU* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *YOU* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *YOU* wants the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimps' got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Blacks got respect, uhh, whites got his soul train
Mamas' 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* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *I* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *I* wants the young American
[All night]
*I* wants the young American
[Young American, young American, *I* wants the young American]
[All right]
but *I* wants the young American
lrc 가사
[ti:Young Americans] [ar:David Bowie] [by:] [la:uk] Bowie David Young Americans Young Americans [00:27.00]They pulled in just behind the fridge, [00:29.00]he lays he down, he frowns [00:32.00]"Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?" [00:37.00]He kissed her then and there, [00:40.00]she took his ring, took his babies [00:43.00]It took him minutes, took her no-where [00:47.00]Heaven knows, she'd've taken anything, but {Chorus, *she* version} [01:29.00][00:49.00][All night] [01:32.00][00:52.00]*She* wants the young American [01:35.00][00:55.00][Young American, young American, *she* wants the young American] [01:40.00][01:00.00][All right] [01:43.00][01:04.00]but *she* wants the young American [01:07.00]Scanning life through the picture window, [01:09.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] she finds the slinky vagabond [01:11.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] He coughs as he passes up her red Mustang, but [01:15.00]Heaven forbid, she take anything [01:18.00]But the freak, and his type, all for nothing, [01:20.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] misses a step and cuts his hand. But [01:22.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] showing nothing, he swoops like a song [01:23.00]She cries "Where have all Papas' heroes gone?" {chorus, *she* version} [01:47.00]All the way from Washington, [01:48.00]her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor [01:52.00]"We live for just these twenty years, [01:54.00]do we have to die for the fifty more?", had {chorus, *he* version} [01:57.00][All night] [02:00.00]*He* wants the young American [02:03.00][Young American, young American, *He* wants the young American] [02:08.00][All right] [02:12.00]but *He* wants the young American [02:26.00]Do you remember [02:29.00]your President Nixon? [02:30.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Do you remember [02:34.00]the bills you have to pay, [02:36.00]or even yesterday? [02:52.00]Have you have been an un-American? [02:54.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Just you and your idol singing falsetto [02:57.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] 'bout leather, leather everywhere, and [03:00.00]not a myth left from the ghetto [03:03.00]Well, well, well, would you carry a razor [03:05.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] in case, just in case of depression? [03:08.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors, [03:11.00]blushing at all the afro-Sheila's [03:14.00]Ain't that close to love? [03:16.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, ain't that poster love? [03:18.00][Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, it ain't that Barbie doll, [03:23.00]her heart's been broken just like you have {chorus, *you* version} [03:27.00][All night] [03:30.00]*YOU* wants the young American [03:32.00][Young American, young American, *YOU* wants the young American] [03:37.00][All right] [03:42.00]but *YOU* wants the young American [03:43.00]You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler [03:45.00]A pimps' got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler [03:48.00]Blacks got respect, uhh, whites got his soul train [03:51.00]Mamas' got cramps, and look at your hands ache [03:54.00][I heard the news today, oh boy] [03:58.00]I got a suite and you got defeat [03:59.00]Ain't there a man you can say no more?, and [04:03.00]Ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?, and [04:05.00]Ain't there a child I can hold without judging? [04:08.00]Ain't there a pen that will write before they die? [04:11.00]Ain't you proud that you've still got faces? [04:13.00]Ain't there one damn song that can make me [04:17.00]break down and cry? {chorus, *I* version} [04:44.00][04:22.00][All night] [04:49.00][04:25.00]*I* wants the young American [04:51.00][04:28.00][Young American, young American, *I* wants the young American] [04:55.00][04:35.00][All right] [05:00.00][04:38.00]but *I* wants the young American