The Ting Tings - Great DJ lyrics

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 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 a life unkind You gotta love the BPM When his work was all but done Remembering how this begun We wore his love like a hand in a glove This preacher plays it all night long And nothing 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, 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