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
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