Fed up with your indigestion
Swallow words one by one
Folks got high at a quarter to five
Don’t you feel your growing up undone
Nothing but the local DJ
who 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, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the boys
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the strings
Ee, ee, eee, eee, ee, ee, ee, ee
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
and nothin' but the girls
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the boys
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the strings
Ee, ee, eee, eee, ee, ee, ee, ee
and the drums x19
Imagine all the girls
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the boys
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the strings
Ee, ee, eee, eee, ee, ee, ee, ee
and the drums
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, oh
all the girls
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the boys
Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
And the strings
Ee, ee, eee, eee, ee, ee, ee, ee
and the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums