Grizzled Priest and Companions on Dystopian Pier

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent, you asked for the latest party...

Artist
Mr Pete Pe...
DDG Model
ChatGPT
Mode
Pro
Access
Public
Created
1w ago
Similar Try
Public
94

0

32
- Share
  
  https://deepdreamgenerator.com/ddream/8ale5whpb5v COPY LINK
- Info
  As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent, you asked for the latest party...
  
  Model: ChatGPT (Pro)
  
  Size: 2352 X 1323 (3.11 MP)
  
  Used settings:
  
  Prompt: Hyperrealistic vibrant, 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. try and wake up tomorrow, 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, Diamond Dogs are stabilized
  
  Using base image: No
  
  Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide
- Report
  
  Would you like to report this Dream as inappropriate?

Prompt

Hyperrealistic vibrant, 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. try and wake up tomorrow, 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, Diamond Dogs are stabilized

More about As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent, you asked for the latest party...

Diamond Dogs!

This ain't rock and roll, this is genocide
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 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
I 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
Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs