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 blood left on the dancefloor
Running, running red
The bullet that you asked for
Killing you to death
Unless you

Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ

Voices in my head are saying
Shoot the DJ down

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

OOh

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 blood left on the dancefloor
Running, running red
The bullet that you asked for
Killing you to death
Unless you

Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ

Hold him under water until he suffocates and drowns

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

OOh

Someones gonna get you boy
Shoot the DJ down

Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ

Shoot the DJ down

Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ
Someone kill the DJ
Someone shoot the DJ

Voices in my head are saying
Shoot the DJ down