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 jivin' 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 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" We are the vultures The dirtiest kind We'll cut you once In your heart and your 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 Gomorrah 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 fucking DJ Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ Hold him underwater 'Till the motherfucker drowns We are the vultures The dirtiest kind We'll cut you once In your heart and your mind Someone's gonna 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"
Just what I was looking for ❤️
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 jivin' 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 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"
We are the vultures
The dirtiest kind
We'll cut you once
In your heart and your 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 Gomorrah
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 fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Hold him underwater
'Till the motherfucker drowns
We are the vultures
The dirtiest kind
We'll cut you once
In your heart and your mind
Someone's gonna 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"
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The bass is criminally lost in the mix, too low for a song in this style.
Such a pity because it limits it's own potential