Bowie music by David Bowie, Brian Eno and Carlos Alomar   I'm home, lost my job, and incurably ill   You think this is easy, realism   I've got a girl out there, I suppose   I think she's dancing   Feel like Dan Dare lies down   I think she's dancing, what do I know?      I am a D.J., I am what I play   Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh, ooh   I am a D.J., I am what I play   Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh no      I am a D.J., I am what I play   I got believers (kiss-kiss)   Believing me, oh      One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces   Fast food, living nostalgia   Humble pie or bitter fruit      I am a D.J., I am what I play   Can't turn around no, can't turn around no, ooh      I am a D.J., I am what I say   Can't turn around no, can't turn around, ooh      I am a D.J., I am what I play   I've got believers (kiss-kiss)   Believing me      I am a D.J., I am what I play   Can't turn around no, can't turn around   I am a D.J., I am what I play   Can't turn around no, can't turn around   I am a D.J., I am what I play   Can turn around no (kiss-kiss)      Time flies when you're having fun   Break his heart, break her heart   He used to be my boss and millions of puppet dancer   I am a D.J., and I've got believers      I've got believers    I've got believers   I've got believers in me   I've got believers   I am a D.J., I am what I play   I am a D.J.