Lyrics:

Well you cant turn him into a company man You cant turn him into a whore And the boys upstairs just dont understand anymore Well the top brass dont like him talking so much And he wont play what they say to play And he dont want to change what dont need to change And there goes the last DJ Who plays what he wants to play And says what he wants to say Hey, hey, hey And there goes your freedom of choice There goes the last human voice There goes the last DJ Well some folks say theyre gonna hang him so high Because you just cant do what he did Theres some things you just cant put in the minds of those kids As we celebrate mediocrity all the boys upstairs want to see How much youll pay for what you used to get for free And there goes the last DJ Who plays what he wants to play And says what he wants to say Hey, hey, hey And there goes your freedom of choice There goes the last human voice And there goes the last DJ (Instrumental break) Well he got him a station down in Mexico And sometimes it will kinda come in And Ill bust a move and remember how it was back then There goes the last DJ Who plays what he wants to play And says what he wants to say Hey, hey, hey And there goes your freedom of choice There goes the last human voice And there goes the last DJ