Casanovas and gold diggers
are only poor relations.
For the Koh-in-noor brings strife
wherever it goes.
Women quarrel for the biggest cut
as Landlords complain
it's not pounded or polished smooth
like yesterday.
I'm talking of............
Diamonds.
It is the diamond in my soul
that keeps me going.
They wait on me to arrive.
I pose for photos
on the street, in clubs or at the stadium.
In fact every place I might be missed.
I don't want to be president
or royalty or an actor;
I just want to be up there.
Serious,
Solitaire
and beyond
Compare.
As I stroll down the avenue
past shops and hospitals,
theatres and cafes,
people see the diamonds
and wonder if I'm a star.
Some stop to ask
how I do it ?
My reply is
"Don't look further than your nose
and remember this;
if dust be diamonds
and water be wine
you too would be happy,
happy all the time."
C'est magnifique,
exquisite,
surpassing prime,
superfine.
Light in your life.
Strobe in your lobe.
Gem on your hem.
You know I may not be a living God
but I'm truly alive.
When I bring my hand down
from lighting a cigarette
I often catch them looking into my eyes,
tryin' to catch a glimpse of the
diamond light that shines within.
I don't return the glare
for the stare of envy
is but a reflection of themselves.
I'm up there
and will be forever
like diamonds are forever.
Diamonds.............
Rubbin' up a Ruby
can relieve your stress.
Pearls are perfect
with a little black dress.
Gold and silver
are a means to an end,
but I still say diamonds
are a girl's best friend.
Rings on your fingers
look so pretty,
powering the neon
of Jo'berg City.
Dead men standin' in
a long black line,
bringin' you diamonds
from an African mine.
Diamonds................
Diamonds...............
I put my diamonds to bed
in a safe
and dream of money they will
make.
Because after you've planted
yourself on top of a very rich
man, what else is there to do Huh ?
seX marks the spot.
He sought and he found
God's Ice from heaven
under the ground.
Blood sweat and tears
and what's for sale
on New Years Day
at Bloomingdale’s.
Ten men dead in
a caved in roof
for a gem stuck in
a rock stars tooth.
It's razzle dazzle
and cute tom foolery,
'cause love don't last
as long as jewellery.
Diamonds...............
Kruger Rand
The Zulu lands
The ultimate act
it's a fact
Slavery
not bravery
Death on the rocks
Cecil Rhodes roughshod
over Africa
in search of diamonds
mining monstrosities
and atrocities
the dear departed
The bottled up anger
pluck doesn't beat luck when there's
chains around your ankles
Constant reminders
digging for diamonds.
No Saturday night or Sunday
morning for miners
For the township jurors and jivers
white men have the rule of the country
No escape
the trial of blood and tears.
You work, you rest
but you don't play.
Road to riches - jewellery for the bitches
Uneconomic collapse
where angels fear to tread
Mercenaries count the diamond dead
