AFRICAN NIGHT FLIGHT

MOVE ON

YASSASSIN

RED SAILS

DJ

I'm home, love 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
I feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she's dancing, what do I know?

CHORUS:
I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, cna't turn around
I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around
I am a DJ, I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

One more weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit

CHORUS

He used to be my boss, and now he is a pappet dancer
I am a DJ and I got believers

CHORUS

LOOK BACK IN ANGER

BOYS KEEP SWINGING

REPITITION

RED MONEY