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 b****
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
