The Last DJ Well you can’t turn him into a company man You can’t turn
him into a whore And the boys upstairs just don’t understand
anymore Well the top brass don’t like him talking so much, And he
won’t play what they say to play And he don’t want to change what
don’t need to change
There goes the last DJ Who plays what he wants
to play And says what he wants to say, hey hey hey…
And there goes
your freedom of choice There goes the last human voice There goes the
last DJ
Well some folks say they’re gonna hang him so high ‘Cause
you just can’t do what he did There’re some things you just can’t put
in the minds of those kids
As we celebrate mediocrity all the boys
upstairs want to see How much you’ll pay for what you used to get for
free
There goes the last DJ Who plays what he wants to play And
says what he wants to say, hey hey hey…
And there goes your freedom of
choice There goes the last human voice And there goes the last
DJ
Well he got him a station down in Mexico And sometimes it’ll
kind of come in And I’ll bust a move and remember how it was back
then
And there goes the last DJ Who plays what he wants to
play And says what he wants to say, hey hey hey…
And there goes
your freedom of choice There goes the last human voice. And there goes
the last DJ