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 knees

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



( Will they come? ) I'll 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 your death in the fog

Young girls, 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 for tomorrow



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



( Will they come? ) I'll 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 your death in the fog

Young girls, call them the Diamond Dogs

Young girls, call them the Diamond Dogs



Oo-oo-ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs

Oo-oo-ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs


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