Tracks 7 through 11 off Diamond Dogs
Rock 'n' Roll With Me (Track Seven on Diamond Dogs)

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

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

When you rock 'n' roll with me
No one else I'd rather be
Nobody down here can do it for me
I'm in tears again
When you rock 'n' roll with me


We Are The Dead (Track Eight on Diamond Dogs)

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 paper choking on you nightly
They tell me, Son, we want you to 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 fuck-me pumps
And your nimble dress that trails

Oh dress yourself my urchin one
For I hear them on the rails
Because all we've seen, because 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 someone 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 is on the pillow
It's silence competes with hell
It's a twenty-four hour service
Guaranteed to make you tell

And the streets are full of pressmen
Bent on getting hung and buried
And the legendary curtains
Are drawn round baby bankrupt
Who suck you while you're sleeping
It's the theater of financiers
Count them fifteen round the table
White and dressed to kill

Oh caress yourself my juicy
For my hands are 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


1984 (Track Nine on Diamond Dogs)

Someday they will get you now you must agree
That the times the are a telling
And the changing isn't free
You've read it in the tea leaves
And the tracks are on TV
Beware of the savage lure of 1984

They'll split your pretty cranium
And fill it full of air
And tell you that you're eighty
But brother you won't care
You'll be shooting up on anything
Tomorrow's never there
Beware the savage lure of 1984
Come see, come see remember me?
We played an all night movie role
You said it would last
But I guess we arrove in 1984, 1984

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 of the savage lure of 1984

1984
1984
1984
1984
1984
1984
1984


Big Brother (Track Ten on Diamond Dogs)

Don't talk of dust and roses
Or should we powder our noses?
Don't talk of 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 savior, savior show us
Hear me, I'm graphically yours
Someone to claim us-someone to follow us
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 everywhere
Lord I think you'd overdose if you knew what's going down

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


Chant of the Ever Circling Skeletal Family (Track Eleven on Diamond Dogs)

Brother
Shake it up
Shake it up
Move it up
Move it up
Brother
Oo-oo

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