Fed up with your indigestion
Swallow words one by one
Folks got high and a quarter to five
Don’t you feel you’re growing up undone?

Nothing but the local DJ
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, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums

And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums, oh

Nothing was the same again
All about where and when
Blowing our minds in a life unkind
You gotta love the BPM

When his work was all but done
Remembering how this begun
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This preacher plays it all night long

Nothing but the girls, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
And your boys, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the strings, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums

And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums

And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums, and 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, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
And the drums, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh

And 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, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
And the drums, and the drums, and the drums
And the drums