Track 1 produced & engineered by Chris Tsangarides. Mixed by Nigel Green.
Track 2 produced, engineered and mixed by Chris Tsangarides.
Track 3 engineered and mixed by Nick Addison.

All the Young Dudes
(Bruce Dickinson / Janick Gers)

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he’d kick it in the head when he was 25
Speed jive, don’t want to stay alive when you’re 25
And Wendy’s stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freddie’s got spots from ripping off the start from his fare
Funky little boatrace

Television map is crazy, saying we’re juvenile wrecks
Oh man, I need T.V.? When I got T. Rex
Hey brother, you guessed I’m a dude now

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

Billy’s looking sweet cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it’s a real mean team
But we ca love, oh yes, we can love
And my father’s back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
He’s never got off on the revolution stuff
What a drag, too many snags

Well I drunk a lot of wine and I’m feeling fine
Gonna raise some cat to bed
Oh man, is that concrete all around or is it in my head?
Brother, I’m a dude now

All the young dudes, carry the news
Boogaloo dudes, carry the news

Darkness Be My Friend
(Bruce Dickinson)

Cold sunlight falling on me
Cold sunlight falling on me
I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Fall asleep as the dawn comes up, a ray of hope again

All the crystal vision, for a second, let it pass
All the crystal vision, for a moment making last
Summers so quickly go, darkness be my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

Sin City
(A.Young / G.Young / R.Scott)

Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis and caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la

I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
And it's yearning
But I'm gonna set it free

I'm coming in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Through the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

Oh, I'm gonna rule you baby
Come one, Oh!

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief

Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready, and I'm coming in to get you babe

So spin that wheel, roll those dice
Cut those load of decks
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice

I'm coming in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Through the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

Wow, come on