Diamond Dogs

David Bowie

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    This ain't Rock N' Roll
    This is genocide!

    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
    Todd Browning's freak, you was

    Crawling down the alley
    On your hands and knee
    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 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 elevator's broke
    So he slides down a rope
    Onto the street below
    Oh, Tarzie, go man, go

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    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

    (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 girl
    They call them the Diamond Dogs
    Young girl
    They call them the Diamond Dogs

    Call them the Diamond Dogs
    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 tomorrow

    (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 girl
    They call them the Diamond Dogs
    Young girl
    They call them the Diamond Dogs

    Call them the Diamond Dogs
    Call them the Diamond Dogs
    Call them the Diamond Dogs
    Call them the Diamond Dogs
    Call them the Diamond Dogs
    Call them the Diamond Dogs

    Keep cool
    Diamond Dogs rule, OK

    Beware of the Diamond Dogs
    Beware of the Diamond Dogs
    Beware of the Diamond Dogs
    Beware of the Diamond Dogs

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    Composición: David Bowie

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