I´m home, lost my job,
and incurably ill
You think this is easy realism
I´ve got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she´s dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she´s dancing, what do I know?

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can´t turn around no, can´t turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can´t turn around no, can´t turn around

I am a D.J., I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

One more weekend of lights
and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can´t turn around no, can´t turn around no
I am a D.J., I am what I say
Can´t turn around no, can´t turn around,
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I´ve got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can´t turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can´t turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no (kiss-kiss)

Time flies when you´re having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and now he is a puppet dancer
I am a D.J., and I´ve got believers

I´ve got believers
I´ve got believers
I´ve got believers in me
I´ve got believers
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I am a D.J.