Kill the DJ
Green Day - 《Kill the DJ(Single)》
In the New York City park
Your thoughts are so unholy
On with Christian soldiers
Filled with jivin' mind control
The bull left on the dance floor
The bullet that you asked for's killing you to death
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 saying
We are the vultures the dirtiest kind
They cut you once in your heart and your mind
In the New York City park
I'll pick up what's left in the club a pocket full of pills
Sodome and Gommorah in the century of thrills
The bull left on the dance floor
The bullet that you asked for killing you to death
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 under water 'til he motherfucker drowns
We are the vultures the dirtiest kind
They cut you once in your heart and your mind
Shit's about to 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
Someone kill the DJ shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ shoot the fucking DJ
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 saying shoot that fucker down