Lyrics of 'Diamond Dogs' by Jeff 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 the alley 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,
Hunt you to the ground they will,
mannequine's with kill apeal

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 been and gone

Come out of the garden baby,
You'll catch your death in the fog,
young girls,
young girls, call them the diamond dogs...

In the year of the scavenger,
The season of the bitch,
Sache on the boardwalk,
Scurry to the ditch,
Just another future song,
Lonely little kitch,
There's gonna be sorrow child,
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,
On to 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 been and gone...

Come out of the garden baby,
You'll catch your death in the fog,
young girls,
they call them the Diamond dogs...

young girls,
they 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...