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 $#&@ing DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ

Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ
Voices in my head are sayin',
"Shoot that $#&@er 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 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 $#&@ing DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ

Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ
Hold him underwater
'till the mother$#&@er drowns


We are the vultures
The dirtiest kind

We'll cut you once
In your heart and your mind
Someone's gonna to get you boy

Shoot that $#&@er down

Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ

Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ
Shoot that $#&@er down


Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ

Someone kill the DJ, shoot the $#&@ing DJ
Voices in my head are sayin'
"Shoot that $#&@er down"