As they pulled you out

Of the oxygen tent

You asked for the latest party

With your silicon hump

And your ten inch stump

Dressed like a priest you was,

Todd Browning streak he was

Crawling down the alley on

Your hands and your knees,

I'm sure you're not protected

For it's plain to see

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 girls, they call them

The Diamond Dogs



In the year of the scavenger

Season of the bitch

Sashay on the board-walk

Scurry to the ditch

Just another future song

Lonely little Keats

There's gonna be sorrow

Try and wake up for tomorrow

The 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



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 girls, they call them

The Diamond Dogs

Young girls, they call them

The Diamond Dogs

Who-who-who

Who-who-who

Who-who-who

Who-who-who will fuck you now?