Lyrics Throw Your Hands Up - The So So Glos

Throw Your Hands Up

I was sitting on the island of Manhattan
Or what it had been
She said, «Take it easy, now, but you can’t move slow
With all the time you took, you could have built a shantytown boat
Sailed away to sea, caught fifteen reruns on the TV screen»
I was walking, slow down
Falling out of love with the radio sound
Throw your hands up DJ
We got verbal shotgun shells
You better change up your rotation
You best put your hands up now, DJ
C’mon DJ
And I was sitting by the railroad track
Kicking back
And off came my shoes
I had the see-saw blues
And all the while coming through a ghetto blaster
That music was pushing me, move faster
There’s a big bad wolf coming into town
To blow the three little piggies off the radio dial
We are calling out to you to move your bones
Why don’t you pick up your phone
Throw your hands up DJ
We got verbal shotgun shells
You better change up your rotation
You best put your hands up now, DJ
This is a call up, this is a stick up
We are calling out to you
To get those oral AKs and shoot up the DJ
Come on, lets go, war on the radio
Throw your hands up DJ
Throw your hands up DJ
Do you remember when we
Used to sip Olde E
And talk about similarities
Between animals and you and me
And the KKK and the NYPD?
And the FCC
Hey, fuck the FCC
Throw your hands up DJ
We got verbal shotgun shells
You better change up your rotation
You best put your hands up now, DJ
This is a call up, this is a stick up
We’re calling out to you
To get those oral AKs and shoot up the DJ
Come on, lets go, war