As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
you asked for the latest party
With your silicone hump and your ten inchy stump
Dressed like a priest you was,
Todd Browning beast you was
Crawling down the alley on your hands and knees,
I'm sure you're not protected
for its plain to see
The Diamond Dogs are poachers
and they hide behind trees
Hunt you to the ground they will
mannequins with kill appeal
* Will they come?
I keep a friend serene
Will they come?
Oh, baby, come unto me
Will they come?
Well, she's come, been, and gone
** Come out of the garden, baby
You'll catch a death in the fog
Young girl
they call them the Diamond Dogs
Young girl
they call them the Diamond Dogs
Now halloween jack is a real cool cat,
and he lives on top of Manhattan Chase
The elevators broke
so he slides down a rope
onto the street below
oh tarzie go man, go
Meets 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 sable-ized
* Repeat ** Repeat
In the year of the scavenger
The season of the bitch
Sashay on the board-walk
scurry to the ditch
Just another future song
lonely little kitch
There's gonna be sorrow
try and wake up tomorrow
