Community, impurity, reality
All blending in one
Dap shoo-wah-doo-wah-doo
And what is this, a thinking brain, a flawless chain
The lottery's on
Dap shoo-wah-doo-wah-doo
I slept from one day full of dreams
All the way to a night full of absence
And when you finally know what was wrong
You are not young any more oh no
Some naughtiness, teenagerness, a touch of guilt
The picture is drawn
Dap shoo-wah-doo-wah-doo
What do we have, a rusty head, a rattling chain
Connection at 10
Dap shoo-wah-doo-wah-doo
He spent his whole life lying in bed
Oh well give him a friend before you call him a loner
And when you finally know what was wrong
Well you are not young any more oh no
Life will be almost a beautiful sound
Life will be almost a beautiful sound
