Artist: the ting tings
Song: great dj
Year: 2008
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
We wore his love like a hand in a glove
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
