Panic

I wonder to myself

Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down

Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ

The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Could life ever be same again?
Because the music that they constantly play
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
So, you run down to the safety of the town
Because the music they constantly play

It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ

I wonder to myself
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ
I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco, hang the blessed DJ
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ

Hang the blessed DJ

Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
Provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ