I am a DJ, I am what I play Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh no I am a DJ, I am what I play I got believers believing me I'm home, lost my job, incurably ill You think this is easy, realism, man I got a girl out there, I suppose I think she's dancing I feel like Dan Dare lies down I think she's dancing, but what do I know? I am a DJ, I am what I play Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh no I am a DJ, I am what I play Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh no I am a DJ, I am what I play I got believers believing me, oh One more weekend of lights and evening faces Fast food, living nostalgia Humble pie or bitter fruit Oh, I am a DJ, I am what I play I can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh no I am a DJ, I am what I play I can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh no I am a DJ, I am what I play I got believers believing me, oh I got believers I got believers believing me Time flies when you're having fun Break his heart, break her heart He used to be my boss, but now he's a puppet dancer I am a DJ, and I got believers I got believers I got believers believing me I got believers I got believers believing me, oh I am a DJ, I am what I play