Where's The D.J.

The lights are on but no one's home,
The plane is flying on its own.
The D.Js working without strings,
The music's getting louder.

The gas is on without a flame,
The D.Js feeling no more pain.
Someone's left the lid off,
The music's getting louder.

The lift is only half way there,
The D.J hasn't got a care.
Everybody's gone to lunch.
The music's getting louder.

The slates are falling off the roof,
Inspector Morse has got no proof,
The D.J said he did it.
The music's getting louder.

The record's going round and round,
The D.Js nowhere to be found,
The beat is coming through the floor,
The music's getting louder.

The sun has gone behind the moon,
The stars have all come out too soon,
The D.Js looking very strange.
The music's getting louder.

Someone's locked the attic door,
There's no one in there any more.
The D.Js in the cellar.
The music's getting louder.

The King has lost his paper crown,
The escalator's going down.
The D.Js dancing backwards.
The music's getting louder.