I hate music What is it worth? Can't bring anyone Back to this earth The feeling of space Between all of the notes But I got nothing else So I guess here we go Let me do back to the mallow yeah All of our friends with the plan on So watch out all the old... sea All of it takes to pull off our feet We got out stereo freaks We got our sweet summer breeze Had it all the record estranged Hours a day we were never the same Me and you and Jackie Mittoo Me and you and Jackie Mittoo Me and you and Jackie Mittoo Me and you and Jackie Mittoo Me and you and Jackie Mittoo Me and you and Jackie Mittoo I hate music What is it worth? It can't bring you Back to this earth