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