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You're the DJ

from all this you shall have by The Spreewells

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Thank you to our guest vocalist at the end of the track, a dear friend who is also a Syrian refugee who for political reasons preferred to remain anonymous.

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You're the DJ

The music died for a Just Cause
The general couldn't win
It was cushy in the Vatican embassy
Till they told the SEALS to spin
Then they wheeled up the biggest boom box
Plugged it in and then pressed 'play'
And made the general's bedroom shake
With a heavy metal mixtape
A banana republic
Hit parade

Yeah, you're the DJ
Let's see you make those bastards sing
Turn it up - stick it on replay
They'll be slaves to the rhythm even if they don't know a thing

Strobe lights, black sites, rock the casbah tonight, till the morning comes
Not sure its legal, but that's why we always have so much fun
So much fun

You're not blasting Beethoven
You're not blasting Bach
In defense of the West you never play requests
And royalties go unpaid
Cos all you wanna
All you wanna do is rock!

So now you're keeping em up all night
In every hemisphere
You're the hip hop special op psycho DJ
On the go with all your gear
You're gonna put me in a blindfold
You're gonna stick me in a cell
You're gonna kick out the jams with the club in your hands
And who knows what else
Yeah, who knows what else
Only time will tell

Yeah, you're the DJ
Let's see you make those bastards dance
Turn it up – stick it on replay
Now that's what I call "enhanced"
Yeah, you're the DJ
You're gonna make those bastards sing
Turn it up - stick it on replay
They'll be slaves to the rhythm even if they don't know a thing

[Lyrics copyright Richard Wittman 2018]

credits

from all this you shall have, released October 26, 2018
Richard Wittman: vocals, rhythm guitar
Mike Ball: lead guitar
Jeff Gross: bass
Milo Todesco: drums
An anonymous Syrian refugee: vocals at end

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The Spreewells Los Angeles, California

The Spreewells make angular energetic music about the modern world. Their name evokes the savage beauty of a certain 1990s NBA star and the noble river that flows through a delicious foreign city. We are: Richard Wittman (voice, rhythm guitar), Jeff Gross (lead guitar; sometimes bass), & Mike Ball (bass; sometimes lead guitar). Drums were played by Milo Todesco and, on Marginalia, by Joel Joseph. ... more

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