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, Any day now… The Year of the Diamond Dogs

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
 

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?

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 a river holding hands

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

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
We are the dead

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...

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
We want you Big Brother, Big Brother

169. Big Brother - Album: Diamond Dogs, 1974

Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up