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