DJ

Our fathers said what their fathers said

Whooo-oh

Our mothers did what their mothers did

Whooo-oh

We find each other on the edge of it

Whooo-oh

To be forgiven if we don’t forget

Whooo-oh

You want religion, you want assurance

A resurrection, some kind of purpose

You have the vision, you opened your eyes

A complication, you should have looked twice

You have forgotten how to use your head

Whooo-oh

You got somebody else to paint your fence

Whooo-oh

Is it the body or the evidence?

Whooo-oh

You want it all without the consequence

Whooo-oh

You want religion, you want assurance

A resurrection, some kind of purpose

It’s not what you say, it’s what you take back

I ain't your DJ, you’ve gotta shake that