David Bowie - Diamond Dogs Album Lyrics

Future Legend
Diamond Dogs
Sweet Thing
Candidate
Sweet Thing (Reprise)
Rebel Rebel
Rock N Roll With Me
We Are The Dead
1984
Big Brother

Future Legend

And in the death

As the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy

thoroughfare

The shutters lifted in inches in Temperance Building

High on Poacher's Hill

And red, mutant eyes gaze down on Hunger City

No more big wheels
Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats

And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes

Coverting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers

Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue

Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers

Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald

Any day now 

The Year of the Diamond Dogs
"This ain't Rock'n'Roll

This is Genocide"

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And in the death

As the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy

thoroughfare

The shutters lifted in inches in Temperance Building

High on Poacher's Hill

And red, mutant eyes gaze down on Hunger City

No more big wheels
Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats

And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes

Coverting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers

Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue

Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers

Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald

Any day now 

The Year of the Diamond Dogs
"This ain't Rock'n'Roll

This is Genocide"

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Writer: DAVID BOWIE
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Diamond Dogs

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

Todd Browning's freak you was
Crawling down the alley on your hands and knee

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]

(Will they come?) I'll 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 your death in the fog

Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs
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 Dali brooch

Sweetly reminiscent, something mother used to bake
Wrecked up and paralyzed, Diamond Dogs are sableized
[CHORUS]
In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch

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
[CHORUS]
Ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs [x2]

Bow-wow, woof woof, bow-wow, wow

Call them the Diamond Dogs [ad lib]
Keep cool - Diamond Dogs rule, OK

Beware of the Diamond Dogs [repeat]

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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

Todd Browning's freak you was
Crawling down the alley on your hands and knee

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]

(Will they come?) I'll 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 your death in the fog

Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs
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 Dali brooch

Sweetly reminiscent, something mother used to bake
Wrecked up and paralyzed, Diamond Dogs are sableized
[CHORUS]
In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch

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
[CHORUS]
Ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs [x2]

Bow-wow, woof woof, bow-wow, wow

Call them the Diamond Dogs [ad lib]
Keep cool - Diamond Dogs rule, OK

Beware of the Diamond Dogs [repeat]

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Sweet Thing

It's safe in the city, to love in a doorway

To wrangle some screens from the door

And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?
Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash

Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?

So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I

Run to the centre of things

Where the knowing one says
[CHORUS]

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap

thing
I'm glad that you're older than me

Makes me feel important and free

Does that make you smile, isn't that me?

I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment
If his trade is a curse, then I'll bless you

And turn to the crossroads, and hamburgers, and...
[CHORUS]

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It's safe in the city, to love in a doorway

To wrangle some screens from the door

And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?
Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash

Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?

So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I

Run to the centre of things

Where the knowing one says
[CHORUS]

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap

thing
I'm glad that you're older than me

Makes me feel important and free

Does that make you smile, isn't that me?

I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment
If his trade is a curse, then I'll bless you

And turn to the crossroads, and hamburgers, and...
[CHORUS]

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Candidate

I'll make you a deal, like any other candidate
We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your future's at stake

My set is amazing, it even smells like a

street

There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend

Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses"

Who wrote up scandals in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the poisonous people

Spreading rumours and lies and stories they made up
Some make you sing and some make you scream

One makes you wish that you'd never been seen

But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache

Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

So you scream out of line

"I want you! I need you! Anyone out there?

Any time?"

Tres butch little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you

When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head

For I put all I have in another bed

On another floor, in the back of a car

In the cellar like a church with the door ajar

Well, I guess we've must be looking for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'til we break up our minds

Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights

Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright
I guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river holding hands

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I'll make you a deal, like any other candidate
We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your future's at stake

My set is amazing, it even smells like a

street

There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend

Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses"

Who wrote up scandals in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the poisonous people

Spreading rumours and lies and stories they made up
Some make you sing and some make you scream

One makes you wish that you'd never been seen

But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache

Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

So you scream out of line

"I want you! I need you! Anyone out there?

Any time?"

Tres butch little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you

When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head

For I put all I have in another bed

On another floor, in the back of a car

In the cellar like a church with the door ajar

Well, I guess we've must be looking for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'til we break up our minds

Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights

Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright
I guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river holding hands

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Sweet Thing (Reprise)

If you want it, boys, get it here thing
'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing
Is it nice in your snow storm
Freezing your brain?
Do you think that your face looks the same?
Then let it be
It's all I ever wanted
It's a street with a deal
And a taste
It's got claws
It's got me
It's got you

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If you want it, boys, get it here thing
'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing
Is it nice in your snow storm
Freezing your brain?
Do you think that your face looks the same?
Then let it be
It's all I ever wanted
It's a street with a deal
And a taste
It's got claws
It's got me
It's got you

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Writer: DAVID BOWIE
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Rebel Rebel

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Don't ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?

So what you wanna know
Calamity's child, chi-chi, chi-chi
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Ooh, your face is a mess
Ooh, ooh, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh

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English

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Don't ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?

So what you wanna know
Calamity's child, chi-chi, chi-chi
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Ooh, your face is a mess
Ooh, ooh, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh

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Rock N Roll With Me

You always were the one that knew

They sold us for the likes of you

I always wanted new surroundings

A room to rent while the lizards lay crying in the heat

Trying to remember who to meet
I would take a foxy kind of stand

While tens of thousands found me in demand
[CHORUS]

When you rock 'n' roll with me

No one else I'd rather be

Nobody here can do it for me

I'm in tears again

When you rock 'n' roll with me
Gentle hearts are counted down

The queue is out of sight and out of sounds

Me, I'm out of breath, but not quite doubting 

I've found a door which lets me out!
[CHORUS (x3)]

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You always were the one that knew

They sold us for the likes of you

I always wanted new surroundings

A room to rent while the lizards lay crying in the heat

Trying to remember who to meet
I would take a foxy kind of stand

While tens of thousands found me in demand
[CHORUS]

When you rock 'n' roll with me

No one else I'd rather be

Nobody here can do it for me

I'm in tears again

When you rock 'n' roll with me
Gentle hearts are counted down

The queue is out of sight and out of sounds

Me, I'm out of breath, but not quite doubting 

I've found a door which lets me out!
[CHORUS (x3)]

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Writer: DAVID BOWIE, GEOFF MC CORMACK
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We Are The Dead

Something kind of hit me today

I looked at you and wondered if you saw things my way
People will hold us to blame

It hit me today, it hit me today
We're taking it hard all the time

Why don't we pass it by?

Just reply, you've changed your mind

We're fighting with the eyes of the blind

Taking it hard, taking it hard
Yet now

We feel that we are papers, choking on you nightly

They tell me "Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far"

For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin

For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy

You're just an ally of the leecher

Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your f*ck-me pumps

And your nimble dress that trails

Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails

Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said

We are the dead
One thing kind of touched me today
I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid

Pressing our love through the night
Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
Now I'm hoping some one will care

Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
Trusting on the sons of our love

That someone will care, someone will care
But now

We're today's scrambled creatures, locked in tomorrow's double feature

Heaven's on the pillow, its silence competes with hell

It's a twenty-four hour service, guaranteed to make you tell
And the streets are full of press men

Bent on getting hung and buried

And the legendary curtains are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt

Who sucks you while you're sleeping

It's the theater of financiers

Count them, fifty 'round a table

White and dressed to kill
Oh caress yourself, my juicy

For my hands have all but withered

Oh dress yourself my urchin one, for I hear them on the stairs

Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead

We are the dead

We are the dead

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Something kind of hit me today

I looked at you and wondered if you saw things my way
People will hold us to blame

It hit me today, it hit me today
We're taking it hard all the time

Why don't we pass it by?

Just reply, you've changed your mind

We're fighting with the eyes of the blind

Taking it hard, taking it hard
Yet now

We feel that we are papers, choking on you nightly

They tell me "Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far"

For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin

For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy

You're just an ally of the leecher

Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your f*ck-me pumps

And your nimble dress that trails

Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails

Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said

We are the dead
One thing kind of touched me today
I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid

Pressing our love through the night
Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
Now I'm hoping some one will care

Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
Trusting on the sons of our love

That someone will care, someone will care
But now

We're today's scrambled creatures, locked in tomorrow's double feature

Heaven's on the pillow, its silence competes with hell

It's a twenty-four hour service, guaranteed to make you tell
And the streets are full of press men

Bent on getting hung and buried

And the legendary curtains are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt

Who sucks you while you're sleeping

It's the theater of financiers

Count them, fifty 'round a table

White and dressed to kill
Oh caress yourself, my juicy

For my hands have all but withered

Oh dress yourself my urchin one, for I hear them on the stairs

Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead

We are the dead

We are the dead

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1984

Someday they won't let you, so now you must agree

The times they are a-telling, 

and the changing isn't free

You've read it in the tea leaves, and the tracks are on TV

Beware the savage jaw 

Of 1984
They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air

And tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care

You'll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's neverthere

Beware the savage jaw 

Of 1984
[CHORUS]

Come see, come see, remember me?
We played out an all night movie role
You said it would last, but I guess we enrolled
In 1984 (who could ask for more)

1984 (who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore)

(Mor-or-or-or-ore)
I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride

I'm looking for a party, I'm looking for a side
I'm looking for the treason that I knew in '65
Beware the savage jaw 

Of 1984
[CHORUS]
1984 [ad lib]

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Someday they won't let you, so now you must agree

The times they are a-telling, 

and the changing isn't free

You've read it in the tea leaves, and the tracks are on TV

Beware the savage jaw 

Of 1984
They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air

And tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care

You'll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's neverthere

Beware the savage jaw 

Of 1984
[CHORUS]

Come see, come see, remember me?
We played out an all night movie role
You said it would last, but I guess we enrolled
In 1984 (who could ask for more)

1984 (who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore)

(Mor-or-or-or-ore)
I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride

I'm looking for a party, I'm looking for a side
I'm looking for the treason that I knew in '65
Beware the savage jaw 

Of 1984
[CHORUS]
1984 [ad lib]

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Big Brother

Don't talk of dust and roses

Or should we powder our noses?

Don't live for last year's capers

Give me steel, give me steel, give me pulsars unreal
He'll build a glass asylum

With just a hint of mayhem

He'll build a better whirlpool

We'll be living from sin, 

then we can really begin
Please saviour, saviour, show us

Hear me, I'm graphically yours
[CHORUS]

Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like you 

We want you Big Brother, Big Brother
I know you think you're awful square
But you made everyone and you've been every where

Lord, I'd take an overdose if you knew what's going down
[CHORUS (3 times)]
We want you Big Brother

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Don't talk of dust and roses

Or should we powder our noses?

Don't live for last year's capers

Give me steel, give me steel, give me pulsars unreal
He'll build a glass asylum

With just a hint of mayhem

He'll build a better whirlpool

We'll be living from sin, 

then we can really begin
Please saviour, saviour, show us

Hear me, I'm graphically yours
[CHORUS]

Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like you 

We want you Big Brother, Big Brother
I know you think you're awful square
But you made everyone and you've been every where

Lord, I'd take an overdose if you knew what's going down
[CHORUS (3 times)]
We want you Big Brother

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Diamond Dogs Info:

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Diamond Dogs is the eighth studio album by the English musician David Bowie, released on 24 May 1974 through RCA Records. Bowie produced the album and recorded it in early 1974 in London and the Netherlands, following the disbanding of his backing band the Spiders from Mars and the departure of producer Ken Scott. Bowie played lead guitar on the record in the absence of Mick Ronson.

Diamond Dogs featured the return of Tony Visconti, who had not worked with Bowie for four years; the two would collaborate for the rest of the decade. Musically, it was Bowie's final album in the glam rock genre, though some songs were influenced by funk and soul music, which Bowie embraced on his next album, Young Americans (1975).

Conceived during a period of uncertainty over where his career was headed, Diamond Dogs is the result of multiple projects Bowie envisaged at the time: a scrapped musical based on Ziggy Stardust (1972); an adaptation of George Orwell's novel Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949); and an urban apocalyptic scenario based on the writings of William S. Burroughs.

The title track introduces a new persona named Halloween Jack. Belgian artist Guy Peellaert painted the controversial cover artwork depicting Bowie as a half-man, half-dog hybrid, based on photos taken by photographer Terry O'Neill.

Preceded by the lead single "Rebel Rebel", Diamond Dogs was a commercial success, peaking at number one in the UK and number five in the US. It has received mixed reviews since its release, many criticising its lack of cohesion; Bowie's biographers consider it one of his best works and, in 2013, NME ranked it one of the greatest albums of all time.

Bowie supported the album on the Diamond Dogs Tour, which featured elaborate and expensive set-pieces. Retrospectively, Diamond Dogs has been cited as an influence on the punk revolution in the years following its release. It has been reissued several times and was remastered in 2016 for the Who Can I Be Now? (1974-1976) box set.

Performed by: David Bowie
Genre(s): Glam rock, proto-punk, soulart rock, funk
Producer(s): David Bowie
Length: 38:25
Released: May 24th, 1974
Year: 1974

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