โหลดเพลง mp3 Kill the DJ - Green Day

Green Day - Kill the DJ
Walking 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 bull left on the dance floor,
Ridin', runnin' red

The bullet that you asked for's killing 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 saying
"Shoot that fucker down."

We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind

They cut you once in your heart and your mind.

Walking after dark

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,
Ridin', runnin' red

The bullet that you asked for, killing 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 under water 'til he motherfucker drowns.

We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind

They cut you once in your heart and your mind.

Uuuuh uuuuh!

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 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 saying shoot that fucker down.