(Bowie)

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent

You asked for the latest party

With your silicone hump and your ten inchy stump

Dressed like a priest you was,

Todd Browning beast you was

Crawling down the alley on your hands and knees,

I'm sure you're not protected

For its 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 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 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 elevators broke so he slides down a rope

Onto the street below

Oh tarzie go man, go

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 keep a friend serene

Will they come?

Oh, baby, come unto me

Will they come?

Well, she's come, been, and gone

(chorus)

In the year of the scavenger The season of the bitch

Sashay on the board-walk scurry to the ditch

Just another future song lonely little kitch

There's gonna be sorrow try and wake up tomorrow

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

(chorus)