[00:05.053]Once upon a time in Neverland, a prince rode into town
[00:09.077]His curly black locks flapped in the wind and he donned a special crown
[00:13.433]For he was number one in the world, his subjects were in awe
[00:17.662]When playing his magical music, they always wanted more
[00:22.136]He announced there would be a wondrous ball in the magical meadows that night
[00:26.463]Fairies and wizards, dwarves and townsfolk, all would get an invite
[00:31.250]But the witch who wasn't invited, scowled at what she had seen
[00:35.418]She wasn't a fan and hated his tunes and enjoyed something more obscene
[00:39.633]“He's not playing his music!”
[00:41.958]She cackled to herself
[00:43.813]“I'll stop him with a turntable, I keep upon my chef!”
[00:47.517]This was no ordinary turntable, for its needle held a curse
[00:51.684]Anybody that touched it would end up in a hearse
[00:55.113]So the witch stirred up a potion which turned her blonde and pretty
[00:58.929]And worked her charm upon the prince, who thought she was quite witty
[01:02.857]“Forget going digital”, said the witch
[01:05.624]“The kids want vinyl again, and for your special night of tunes, behold this golden 1210!”
[01:11.682]The time came for the grand ball in the magical meadows of sound
[01:15.285]The people of the kingdom, well, they came from all around
[01:18.959]The prince was spinning records, the crowd was going crazy
[01:22.621]But he pricked his finger on the needle and things started to go quite hazy
[01:26.959]“Aha! My plan is successful!”
[01:29.446]The witch shouted out with glee
[01:30.898]“The prince will sleep forever, this crowd belonged to me!”
[01:34.902]But before she could get to the decks, a man on a horse appeared
[01:38.749]He pulled out a sword and a laptop, and everybody cheered!
[01:42.900]He jumped to the stage and wrestled the witch
[01:44.816]She fell on his sword and exploded
[01:46.838]The unknown horseman got to the mixer with all the tunes he then loaded
[01:50.887]He plugged in his headphones and mixed in his beats
[01:52.905]Whilst combing his golden hair
[01:54.754]And with the flick of the fader, a switch of a filter
[01:56.944]He threw his hands in the air
[01:58.948]The crowd went crazy and shouted
[02:00.942]Who's this new DJ we've found?
[02:02.911]And track after track after track after track, he played the most magical sounds

Once upon a time in Neverland, a prince rode into town
His curly black locks flapped in the wind and he donned a special crown
For he was number one in the world, his subjects were in awe
When playing his magical music, they always wanted more
He announced there would be a wondrous ball in the magical meadows that night
Fairies and wizards, dwarves and townsfolk, all would get an invite
But the witch who wasn't invited, scowled at what she had seen
She wasn't a fan and hated his tunes and enjoyed something more obscene
“He's not playing his music!”
She cackled to herself
“I'll stop him with a turntable, I keep upon my chef!”
This was no ordinary turntable, for its needle held a curse
Anybody that touched it would end up in a hearse
So the witch stirred up a potion which turned her blonde and pretty
And worked her charm upon the prince, who thought she was quite witty
“Forget going digital”, said the witch
“The kids want vinyl again, and for your special night of tunes, behold this golden 1210!”
The time came for the grand ball in the magical meadows of sound
The people of the kingdom, well, they came from all around
The prince was spinning records, the crowd was going crazy
But he pricked his finger on the needle and things started to go quite hazy
“Aha! My plan is successful!”
The witch shouted out with glee
“The prince will sleep forever, this crowd belonged to me!”
But before she could get to the decks, a man on a horse appeared
He pulled out a sword and a laptop, and everybody cheered!
He jumped to the stage and wrestled the witch
She fell on his sword and exploded
The unknown horseman got to the mixer with all the tunes he then loaded
He plugged in his headphones and mixed in his beats
Whilst combing his golden hair
And with the flick of the fader, a switch of a filter
He threw his hands in the air
The crowd went crazy and shouted
Who's this new DJ we've found?
And track after track after track after track, he played the most magical sounds