Flash lights, the bass is low.
You move fast, and yes, I know.
Raise your glass, let yourself go.
We don’t need any words tonight.

Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Keep it classy, dance like you mean it, hey.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
We don’t do messy, just move, don’t say.

(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk, don’t talk, don’t—
(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk to the DJ.
(Oh-oh)
Trashy no, classy flow.
Spin that track, let’s go.

Strobe lights hit, bodies in time.
You look too good, staying in line.
No small talk, no rewind.
Just bass, sweat, and shine.

Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Hands up classy, dance like you mean it, hey.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
We don’t do messy, just move, don’t say.

(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk, don’t talk, don’t—
(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk to the DJ.
(Oh-oh)
Keep that glow, feel that show.
Spin that track, let’s go.

Keep your vibe, don’t lose control.
Feel the beat, it feeds your soul.
Let the rhythm make the call.
The DJ’s world — that’s all.

Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Keep it classy, dance like you mean it, hey.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
We don’t do messy, just move, don’t say.

Turn it up, don’t explain.
Lose the name, keep the flame.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Just move, don’t say.

Don’t talk to the DJ

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

New tracks tagged #Layered Synth Stabs