Fed up with your indigestion
Swallow words one by one
Folks got high at 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 screams
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 a life unkind
You got a love for b p m
When his work was all but done
Remembering how this begun
We wore his love like a hand in a glove
And the preacher plays it all night long
Nothing but the girl ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the boys ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
And the scream
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
E e e e e e e e
And the drums
Ah ah ah ah
And the girls ah
And the boys ah
And the strings
And the drums
The drums the drums the drums