Fed up with your indigestion
Swallow words one by one
Your folks got high at a quarter to five
Don't you feel your growing up undone
Nothing but the local DJ
He said he had some songs to play
What went down from his fooling around
Gave hope and a brand new day
Imagine all the girls
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the boys
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the strings
Eee eee eee eee eee eee eee eee
And the drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
Oh
Nothing was the same again
All about where and when
Blowing our minds in our life unkind
Gotta love the bpm
When the smoke was all baton
Remembering how this begun
We wore his love like a hand in a glove
Where the future plays it all night long
Nothin' but the girls
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the boys
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the strings
Eee eee eee eee eee eee eee eee
And the drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums the drums
The drums the drums
Imagine all the girls
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the boys
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the strings
Eee eee eee eee eee eee eee eee
And the drums
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
All the girls
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the boys
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the strings
Eee eee eee eee eee eee eee eee
And the drums the drums the drums
The drums
