Young Americans (1990 Digital Remaster)
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]
[All right]
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 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]
[All right]
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]
[All right]
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]
[All right]
Young Americans (1990 Digital Remaster)LRC歌词
[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
[01:29.00][00:49.00][All night]
[01:32.00][00:52.00]
[01:40.00][01:00.00][All right]
[01:43.00][01:04.00]
[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?"
[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
[01:57.00][All night]
[02:00.00]
[02:08.00][All right]
[02:12.00]
[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
[03:27.00][All night]
[03:30.00]
[03:37.00][All right]
[03:42.00]
[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?
[04:44.00][04:22.00][All night]
[04:49.00][04:25.00]
[04:55.00][04:35.00][All right]
[05:00.00][04:38.00]
