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 Like a DJ, you’ve gotta shake that