The drums, the drums, the drums, oh
Nothing but the girls, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
All about where and when
We wore his love like a hand in a glove
And the drums, the drums, the drums
The drums, the drums, the drums
And the boys, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Gave hope and a brand new day
Nothing but the local DJ
You said, he had some songs to play
The drums, the drums, the drums
And the strings, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
And the drums, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh
And the drums, the drums, the drums
The drums, the drums, the drums
And the strings, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
You swallow words one by one
The drums, the drums, the drums
And the boys, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
The drums, the drums, the drums
And the strings, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
Imagine all the girls, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Don’t you feel you’re growing up undone?
And the strings, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
The drums, the drums, the drums
The drums, the drums
And the boys, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Fed up with your indigestion
All the girls, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
What went down from his fooling around
And the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums
Imagine all the girls, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Folks got high at a quarter to five
Songwriters: Julian De Martino, Katie White
Blowing our minds in a life unkind
Then the preacher plays it all night long
You gotta love the BPM
The drums, the drums, the drums
Remembering how this begun
And your boys, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Nothing was the same again
Publishers: PLAYWRITE MUSIC LIMITED, SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING UK LTD
When his work was all but done