Great DJ

Fed up with your indigestion
Swallow words one by one
Your folks got high a quarter to five
DonÕt you feel your growing up undone

Nothing but the local DJ
He said he had some songs to play
What went down from this 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 lives unkind
Gotta love the bpl
When the smoke was all baton
Remember how this all begun
We wore his love like a hand in a glove
Where the future plays it all night long

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

Making 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, oh
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