I am 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, oh ooh

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've got believers

Believing in me

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, oh, ooh

I am a D.J., I am what I say

Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, ooh

I am a D.J., I am what I play

I've 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 (kiss-kiss)

Time flies when you're having fun

Break his heart, break her heart

He used to be my boss and here he is a puppet dancer

I am the D.J., and I've got believers

I've got believers, I've got believers

I've got believers in me (I've got believers)

I am a D.J., I am what I play, I am a D.J