Young Americans akkorderDavid Bowie
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0Intro
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vers 1
CThey pulled in just behind the bridge he
DmHe lays her down, he frowns
FGee my life's a funny thing, am GI still too young?
CHe kissed her then and there
She took his Dmring, took his babies
It Ftook him minutes, took her nowhere
GHeaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
Kor
FAll Gnight, she wants the young American
Or even Eyesterday?
CYoung American, young ADmmerican, she wants the young American
FAll Gnight, she wants the young American
vers 2
CScanning life through the picture window
GAll Fnight, she wants the young American
Window She Dmfinds the slinky vagabond
He Fcoughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
But GHeaven forbid, she'll take anything
CBut the freak, and his type, all for nothing
He Dmmisses a step and cuts his hand, but
FShowing nothing, he swoops like a song she
She cries "GWhere have all Papa's heroes gone?"
Kor
FAll Gnight, she wants the young American
DAin't that close to love?
CYoung American, young ADmmerican, she wants the young American
FAll Gright, she wants the young American
vers 3
CAll the way from Washington
Her Dmbread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
She cries "GWhere have all Papa's heroes gone?"
We Flive for just these twenty years
Do we Ghave to die for the fifty more?
Kor
FAll Gnight he wants the young American
AAll Gnight All I want is the Young American
CYoung American, young ADmmerican, he wants the young American
FAll Gright he wants the young American
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vers 4
AmDo you reEmmemberC, your President GNixon?
AmDo you reEmmember, the Fbills you have to pay
GAll Fnight, she wants the young American
Or even Eyesterday?
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vers 5
DHave you have been an un-American?
Just Emyou and your idol singing falsetto bout
GLeather, leather everywhere, and
CYoung American, young ADmmerican, he wants the young American
ANot a myth left from the ghetto
DWell, well, well, would you carry a razor Emin a case
In case, just in case of depression?
GSit on your hands on a bus of survivors
ABlushing at all the afro-Sheeners
DAin't that close to love?
Well, Emain't that poster love?
GWell, it ain't that Barbie doll
Her heart's been broken Ajust like you have
Kor
GAll Anight you want the young American
DYoung American, young AEmmerican, you want the young American
Do we Ghave to die for the fifty more?
GAll Aright you want the young American
vers 6
DYou ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A Empimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
GBlack's got respect
And white's got his soul train AMama's got cramps
And look at your hands ache
DI heard the news today, oh Emboy
I got a suite and you got defeat
GAin't there a man you can say no more?
DYoung American, young AEmmerican, you want the young American
And, Aain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
And, Dain't there a child I can hold without judging?
EmAin't there a pen that will write before they die?
GAin't you proud that you've still got faces?
AAin't there one damn song that can make me
Break down and cry?
Kor
GAll Anight I want the young American
And white's got his soul train AMama's got cramps
DYoung American, young AEmmerican, I want the young American
GAll Aright I want the young American, Young AmeriDcan
Young American, Young AEmmerican, I want the young American
GAll Anight you want I, I want you want
DYoung American, Young AEmmerican, I want the young American
GAll Anight All I want is the Young American
DYoung American, Young AEmmerican, I want the young American
GAll Anight
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