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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 streak he was. Crawling down the alley on your hands and your knees, I'm sure you're not protected for it's plain to see. Diamond Dogs are poachers, and they hide behind trees. Hunt you to the ground they will, mannequins with kill appeal. The Halloween Jack is a real cool cat, and he lives on top of Manhattan Chase. The elevator's broke, so he slides down a rope onto the street below. Oh, Tarzie, go man go. Meet his little hussy with his ghost town approach. Her face is sans feature, but she wears a diamond brooch. Sweetly reminiscent, something mother used to wear. Wrecked up and paralyzed, Diamond Dogs are sableized. In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch, they sashay on the boardwalk, scurry to the ditch. Just another future song, lonely little kitsch. There's gonna be sorrow. Try and wake up tomorrow.
Young girls: call them the Diamond Dogs ( . )
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Being rich is having money; being wealthy is having time ( ... )
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