since nobody posted this, i had to figure out this for myself. so now i share this bowie masterpice with all y'all....
YOUNG AMERICANS bowie
intro: C, Dm, F, G (4x)
They pulled in just behind the fridge
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'dve taken anything
CHORUS:
All night-she want s the young American
Young American, young American she wants the young American
It's all right-but she wants the young American
Scanning life thru the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid she'll take anything But the freak and his type-all for nothing Misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries "where have all papa's heroes gone?"
All night-she want s the young American Young American, young American she wants the young American It's all right-but she wants the young American
All the way from Washington He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor "Live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for the fifty more?"
All night-he want s the young American Young American, young American he wants the young American It's all right-but he wants the young American...
interlude: Am, G, F, G
bridge:
Do you remember your President Nixon?
So you remember the bills you have to pay
or even yesterday?
break: D, G(ii), G(iii), D(ii), A(ii)
Have you been the un-American
Just you and your id 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-sheeners Ain't that close to love? Well ain't that poster love? Well it ain't that brbie doll Her hearts have been broken just like you
All night-you want the young American
Young American, young American you want the young American
It's all right-you want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler Black's got respect-white's got his soul train Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey "I heard the news today, oh boy" I got-suite and you got defeat Ain't there a man-who could say no more Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw 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 and 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 It's all right-I want the young American
Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is what I came up with. I am not sure I got everything correct. The G might be a Gsus4 or something similar. Help me out here. Corrections are welcome!
They pulled in just behind the fridge
He laid her down - he frowns
Gee my life's a funny thing
Am I still too young
He kissed then and there
She took his ring took his babies
It him minutes took her nowhere
Heaven knows she'd've taken anything
All night - she wants the young American
It's all right - but she wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid she'll taken anything But the freak and his type - all for nothing He misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries where have all papa's heroes gone
All night - she wants the young American It's all right - but she wants the young American
All the way from Washington Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor We live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for fifty more
All night - she wants the young American It's all right - but she wants the young American
Do you remember president Nixon Do you remember all the bills you have to pay or even yesterday .................................
