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I Hate Music

New York has the rhythm, L.A. has the rhythm, Detroit has the rhythm, Paris has the rhythm,
Miami has the rhythm, Seattle has the rhythm, Hong Kong has the rhythm, and London has the rhythm
Atlanta has the rhythm, Chicago has the rhythm, Honolulu has the rhythm, Portland has the rhythm,
Phoenix has the rhythm, Dallas has the rhythm, Shanghai has the rhythm, and Dublin has the rhythm
Denver has the rhythm, Toronto has the rhythm, Eugene has the rhythm, Berlin has the rhythm,
Cambridge has the rhythm, New Delhi has the rhythm, Beijing has the rhythm, and Austin has the rhythm
St. Paul has the rhythm, Las Vegas has the rhythm, Sydney has the rhythm, Des Moines has the rhythm
I've got the rhythm
You've got the rhythm
We've got the rhythm, yes we've got the rhythm

What's that lousy sound I hear?
It could only be one thing and that is music
Don't let that music get to you
First it takes your mind and then your soul
Copper strings and bows comprised of horsehair
Don't let that music...

I hate music
(Rock)
(Jazz)
I hate music
(Classical)
I hate music
(Folk)

Octaves will rise, higher and higher
Until they break my heart in two
Singers will sing, making my head ring

I admit
That only the angels (only the angels)
Yes, only the angels heralding the trumpets of doom
can make music sweet enough for me to hear
Yes, I admit
What's that lousy sound I hear?
It could only be one thing and that is music
Don't let that music get to you
First it takes your mind and then your soul
Copper strings and bows comprised of horsehair
Don't let that music...

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Someone,
Someones alone,
In the city tonight,
You've gotta do whats right,
In the city tonight,
Someones alone,

Reach out your hands to the one alone,
In your city tonight,
You've gotta do whats right,
In your city tonight
Someones alone,
Someones alone,
In your city,

Someones alone,
Someones alone,
In your city tonight,
You've gotta do whats right,
In the city,
Reach out the hands to the one alone,
In your city,
Reach out your hands to the one alone,
In the city, in the city, in the city.

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