Young Americans David Bowie [C] [Dm] [F] [G] [C] [Dm] [F] [G] [C] They pulled in just behind the bridge. He lays [Dm] her down, he frowns [F] "Gee my life's a funny thing, am I [G] still too young?" [C] He kissed her then and there She took his ring, [Dm] took his babies. It [F] took him minutes, took her nowhere [G] Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but Chorus: [F] All [G] night She wants the young American [C] Young American, young [Dm] American, she wants the young American [F] All [G] right She wants the young American [C] Scanning life through the picture window She [Dm] finds the slinky vagabond [F] He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but [G] Heaven forbid, she'll take anything [C] But the freak, and his type, all for nothing [Dm] He misses a step and cuts his hand, but [F] Showing nothing, he swoops like a song She cries [G] "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?" Chorus: [C] All the way from Washington Her [Dm] bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor [F] "We live for just these twenty years Do we [G] have to die for the fifty more?" Chorus: (*he instead of she) [Am] [C][F] [F] [C][Am] [Am] [C][F] [Am] Do you remember, [G] your Presi[C]dent Nixon? [Am] Do you remember, [G] the bills you [F] have to pay Or even [E] yesterday? [D] [G] [G] [D] [A] [D] Have you have been an un-American? [Em] Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout [G] Leather, leather everywhere, and [A] Not a myth left from the ghetto [D] Well, well, well, would you carry a razor [Em] In case, just in case of depression? [G] Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors [A] Blushing at all the afro-Sheilas [D] Ain't that close to love? [Em] Well, ain't that poster love? [G] Well, it ain't that Barbie doll [A] Her heart's been broken just like you have Chorus: (*You instead of she) [D] You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler [Em] A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler [G] Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train [A] Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache [D] (I heard the news today, oh boy) [Em] I got a suite and you got defeat [G] Ain't there a man you can say no more? [A] And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw? [D] And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging? [Em] Ain't there a pen that will write before they die? [G] Ain't you proud that you've still got faces? [A] [*]Ain't there one damn song that can make me break down and cry? Chorus: x3 [G] All [A] night I want the young American [D] Young American, young American, [Em] I want the young American [G] All [A] right [D] Young American, young American, [Em] I want the young American [G] [A] [D]