Hang The Dj Lyrics

we who condemn mild temperaments often do not
learn what lesson teach best
we are too fierce for that
our wit is vexed by something so quite and clever
our chatter is bold crash and clatter
frustrated by something so calm
our big mouths are always announcing


wait there quiet, talk, and finally conversation


upstairs, downstairs, and outside
sitting quietly in my room
I want to...


no instead we take tall glasses
and tales likewise
smoke and mirrors laid lengthwise
on a weeknight we stay out late
giving speech to every small and feeble victory
over silence, quite pauses


wait there is quite, talk, and finally conversation


upstairs, downstairs, outside
even in my room I want to
hang the dj


but if I had the courage to stand
without my knees rattling
one against another