I’m A DJ

I'm a DJ
My head is up my ass
I'm a DJ
I live on pills and grass
I'm not allowed to dance
I'm not allowed to smile
I'll do Charlie on your keyboard
And ruin all your files

I'm a DJ
I'm a DJ
Coz I'm a DJ
I'm a self indulgent git
If the record's not from Germany
Then it must be shit
I'm a DJ
My whole set sounds the same
You're not allowed to speak to me
Unless it's about fame

I'm a DJ
I'm a DJ
I'm a DJ
I push the volume up to 10
The Lights are dancing in the red
I'm just starting it again