Songtext zu 'Diamond Dogs' von Beck

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 on your hands and your knees,
I'm sure you're not protected, for its plain to see,
The diamond dogs are poachers and they hide behind trees,

Here they come,
I'll keep a friend serene,
here they come
Oh baby, come on to me,
here they come,
well she's come and been gone

Come out of the garden, baby, you'll catch your death in the fog
the girls
call them the Diamond Dogs.

In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch
Sashay on the boardwald, 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,
He lives on top of Manhattan Chase,
The elevator's broke so he slides down a rope,
Onto the street below, oh Tarzan, go man go.

Here they come,
I'll keep a friend serene,
here they come,
Oh baby, come on to me,
here they come,
well she's come and been gone.

Come out of the garden, baby, you'll catch your death in the fog,
the girls
Call them the Diamond Dogs

The girls
Call them the Diamond Dogs.

Call them the Diamond Dogs.
Call them the Diamond Dogs.
Call them the Diamond Dogs, Dogs.
Call them the Diamond Dogs, Dogs.
Call them the Diamond Dogs, Dogs.