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mercoledì 20 marzo 2013

Testo Kill the dj















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 fucking DJ 
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ 
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ 
Voices in my head are sayin', 
"Shoot that fucker 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 fucking DJ 
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ 
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ 
Hold him underwater 
'till the motherfucker 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 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 
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 
Voices in my head are sayin' 
"Shoot that fucker down"





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