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, no, wah, woo, hoo I am a D.J., I am what I play Can't turn around, no, turn around, no, oh, no I am a D.J., I am what I play I got believers believing me, oh 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, ooo I am a D.J., I am what I say Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, ooo I am a D.J., I am what I play I got believers believing me 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 Can't turn around, no Time flies when you're having fun Break his heart, break her heart He used to be my boss and now he's a puppet dancer I am the D.J. and I got believers I got believers I got believers I got believers in me (I got believers) I am a D.J., I am what I play (I got believers) I am a D.J.