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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beck
Beck
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Jimmy Douglass
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer
Mickey Petralia
Mickey Petralia
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
You asked for the latest party
With your silicon 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 your knees
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
[Chorus]
(Here they come) I keep a friend serene
(Here they come) Oh, baby, come unto 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, call them the Diamond Dogs
[Verse 2]
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 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
[Chorus]
(Here they come) I keep a friend serene
(Here they come) Oh, baby, come unto 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
[Outro]
Call them the Diamond Dogs
Call them the Diamond Dogs
Call them the Diamond Dogs
Girls
They call them the Diamond Dogs
Girls
They call them the Diamond Dogs
Girls
Written by: David Bowie
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