Diamond dogs    (intro)    (midi)    (sample)

 

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1. As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent,

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    you asked for the latest party,

                     D

    with your silicone hump and your ten inch stump,

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    dressed like a priest you was,    Todd Browning’s freak you was.

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    Crawling down the alley on your hands and knees,

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    I’m sure you’re not protected, for it’s plain to see,

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    the Diamond Dogs are poachers and they hide behind trees,

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    hurt you to the ground they will, mannequins will kill appeal.

 

             E

(Come one!) I’ll keep you a friend serene,

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(Come on!)   oh, baby, come onto me,

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(Come on!) well she’s come, been and gone.

 

D

    Come out of the garden, baby,

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    you’ll catch your death in the fog.

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Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs.

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Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs.

 

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2. Now, Halloween Jack is a real cool cat,

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    and he lives on the top of Manhattan Chase,

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    the elevator’s broke, so he slides down a rope,

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    on the streets below.      Oh, Tarzie go, man, go.

        A

    Meets his little hussy with his ghost town approach,

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    her face is sans feature, but she wears a Dali brooch.

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    Sweetly reminiscent, something mother used to bake,

A

    wrecked up and paralysed, Diamond Dogs are sableized.

 

+ CHORUS

 

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Hu hu hu, call them the Diamond Dogs.

           E                                          D      

Hu hu hu, call them the Diamond Dogs.

 

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Oh !

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3. In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch,

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    sashay on the boardwalk, scurry to the ditch.

      D

    Just another future song, lonely little kitsch,

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    there’s gonna be sorrow, try and wake up tomorrow.

 

+ CHORUS

 

           E    D                                   A

Hu hu hu, call them the Diamond Dogs. (5x)

           E                                          D           

Hu hu hu, call them the Diamond Dogs.

 

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    Oh !

 

(capo 2nd)          (David Bowie)