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Andrew Buscher - k** the DJ lyrics

Walking after dark in a New York City park
Your thoughts are so unholy in the holiest of old
On with Christian soldiers filled with jivin' mind-control
The blood left on the dancefloor running, running red
The bullet that you asked for k**ing you to d**h
Unless you

[Refrain]
Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ
Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ
Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ

The voices in my head are saying, "Shoot that f**er down!"
We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind
The culture wars in your head and your mind

Walking after dark in the New York City park
I'll pick up what's left in the club, a pocket full of pills
Sodom and Gomorrah in the century of thrills
The blood left on the dancefloor running, running red
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The bullet that you asked for k**ing you to d**h
Unless you

[Refrain]

Hold him underwater 'till that motherf**er drowns
We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind
They cut you once, in your heart and your mind

Someone's gonna get you boy
Shoot that f**er down!

Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ
Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ
(Walking after dark) Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ
(Walking after dark) Someone k** the DJ, shoot the f**ing DJ
(Walking after dark) Someone k** the DJ, shoot that f**er down!

[Refrain]

Voices in my head are saying, "Shoot that f**er down!"

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