Kill The Dj Lyrics

Walking after dark
In the New York City park
Your thoughts are so unholy
In the holiness of old
On with Christian soldiers
Filled with jivin' mind control

The bull left on the dance floor
Ridin', runnin' red
The bullet that you asked for's killing you to death
Unless you

Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ

Voices in my head are saying,
Shoot that fucker down
We are the vultures
The dirtiest kind
They cut you once
In your heart 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 Gommorah,
in the century of thrills
The bull left on the dance floor
Ridin', runnin' red
The bullet that you asked for,
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killing you to death
Unless you...

Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ

Hold hil under water
'til that motherfucker drowns

We are the vultures
The dirtiest kind
We'll cut you once
In your heart and your mind

OOOHHHHHHH!

(Shit's about to get you boy)
Shoot that fucker down

Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ

Shoot that fucker down

Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Shoot the fucking DJ

Voices in my head say shoot that fucker down

Songwriter(s): Frank E. Iii Wright, Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, Michael Pritchard, Mike Dirnt, Mike Pritchard
Copyright: Wb Music Corp., Green Daze Music
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