Diamond Dogs

This ain't rock'n'roll. This is genocide!

 

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent

You asked for the latest party

With your silicone hump and your ten inch

stump

Dressed like a priest you was

Tod Browning's freak you was

 

Crawling down the alley on your hands and

knee

I'm sure you're not protected, for it's plain to

see

The diamond dogs are poachers and

they hide behind trees

Hunt you to the ground they will,

mannequins with kill appeal

 

CHORUS:

I'll keep a friend serene

Oh baby, come unto me

Well, she's come, been and gone.

Come out of the garden, baby

You'll catch your death in the fog

Young girl, they call them the Diamond

Dogs

Young girl, they call them the Diamond

Dogs

 

The Halloween Jack is a real cool cat

And he lives on top of Manhattan Chase

The elevator's broke, so he slides down a

rope

Onto the street below, oh Tarzie, go man go

 

 

Meet his little hussy with his ghost town

approach

Her face is sans feature, but she wears a

Dali brooch

Sweetly reminiscent, something mother

used to bake

Wrecked up and paralyzed,

Diamond Dogs are sableized

 

CHORUS

 

Call them the Diamond Dogs

Call them the Diamond Dogs

 

In the year of the scavenger, the season of

the bitch

Sashay on the boardwalk, scurry to the

ditch

Just another future song, lonely little kitsch

(There's gonna be sorrow) try and wake up

tomorrow

 

CHORUS

 

Call them the Diamond Dogs

Call them the Diamond Dogs

 

Keep cool

Diamond Dogs rule, OK

 

Beware of the Diamond Dogs

Songtext: Bowie, David