AL - Hey Mr. DJ

Hey Mr. DJ - AL



I could never sleep my way to the top

'Cause my alarm clock always wakes me right up

And since my options had been whittled away

I struck a bargain with my radio DJ

I said I'd like this song to be number one

He said "I'd really really like to help you my son"

And then I knew that I would have him to thank

Because he asked me how much I had in the bank

He said to think long term investment and

That all the others had forgiven themselves

He said the net reward would justify

The colossal mess they'd made of their lives

He said the record wouldn't have to be hot

And no one ever seemed to care if it's not

It would depend on something else that I've got

And that the other ones who'd given it a shot

Had seen a modest sum grow geometrically

And then they had forgiven themselves

Because the net reward had justified

The colossal mess they'd made of their lives

Hey Mr. DJ, I thought you said we had a deal

I thought you said, "You scratch my back and I'll scratch your record"

And I thought you said we had a deal

Well, I told you about the world (its address)

I wonder when they're gonna clean up the mess

You know the rabid child is still tuning in

Chess piece face's patience must be wearing thin

Because they haven't played this song on the air

Not that anyone but me even cared

And the Disk Jockey has moved out of town

The district courthouse says he's nowhere to be found

He said to think long term investment and

That all the others had forgiven themselves

He said the net reward would justify

The colossal mess they'd made of their lives

Hey Mr. DJ, I thought you said we had a deal

I thought you said, "You scratch my back and I'll scratch your record"

And I thought you said we had a deal