Đóng góp: Walkin' after dark
In the New York City park
Your thoughts are so unholy
In the holiness of old
On with Christian soldiers
Filled with diamond mind control
The blood left on the dance floor
Runnin' runnin' red
The bullet that you asked for
Killin' you to death
Unless You
Someone Kill The DJ.
Shoot The Fuckin' DJ
Someone Kill The DJ.
Shoot The Fuckin' DJ
Someone Kill The DJ.
Shoot The Fuckin' DJ
Voices in my head are saying
"Shoot that fucker down!"
We are the vultures,
The dirtiest kind.
We'll cut you once
In your heart and mind.
Walkin' after dark
In the New York City park
I'll pick up what's left in the club
My pocket full of pills Sodom and Gommorah
In the century of thrills
The blood left on the dance floor
Runnin' runnin' red
The bullet that you asked for
Killin' you to death
Unless You
Someone Kill The DJ.
Shoot The Fuckin' DJ
Someone Kill The DJ.
Shoot The Fuckin' DJ
Someone Kill The DJ.
Shoot The Fuckin' DJ
Hold him underwater
Till the motherfucker drowns
We are the vultures,
The dirtiest kind.
We'll cut you once in your heart and mind.
Someone's gonna 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
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
Voices in my head are sayin'
"Shoot that fucker down"