On An On

Well youre saying that youre playing.
Well youre saying that youre playing but youre faking.
Well youre swinging to the rhythm pointing to the good looking.
But its coming to the surface youre only crossing and fading.
Well youre expecting to look sharp and needing to have class.
But all I can see is you nodding your head fast.
Thinking youre impressing everybody when you look bored.
But Im knowing what youre doing is proving youre a big fraud.
Whenever I get up its on my own.
Synthetic audio goes on and on.
Send out the love bring all the ladies home.
Cause its all I ever know.
Synthetic audio.
It goes on and on
On on on on.
Whenever I get up its on my own.
Synthetic audio goes on and on and on and on.
Be near the DJ gear to feel my show.
Its the way to go.
Well Im knowing that youre grooving.
But respect all around you is losing.
Well youre jumping and making all the noise that its all yours.
And it seems you believe everything you dream.
Well you wanna be exclusive for your purpose.
By telling everyone that they are useless.
Saying youre the only one playing big sounds.
But theres at least a hundred guys doing the same round town.
You know the crazy thing is I wish I played rock n roll.
I found an easy way to prove myself with tunes I stole...
So will you start making and stop fading.
Lets be honest - you copied this behaviour.
Start speaking for yourself not somebody else.
By telling everyone how much youre worth.
Be content with the real you not needing to prove.
That youre better than everyone with the things you do.
You want everyone to say your skills are too much.
But what youre doing is not enough

Well lets start talking about my ladies.
Cant stop dancing up right in front of me.
Cause Im the music nasty love machine.


On An On / Steriogram