I'm home, lost my job
And incurably ill
You think this easy
Realism
I've got a girl out there
I suppose
I think she's dancin'
Í feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she's dancin'
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've got believers
(Kiss-Kiss)
Believing me.
One more weekend
Of lights and 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
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.
He used to be my boss
And now he is a puppet dancer
I am a D.J.
And I've got believers
Writer(s): Brian Eno, David Bowie, Carlos Alomar
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