You called out to summer I'm moving, I'm leaving I don't fit in at all I hate basketball And I don't race Supers I've had it all with the same malls And then And when I'm not drinking All that I can think is that: I hate basketball! I'm thinking about all the reasons Things will get under my skin The only reason is that I let it in I sit at home and I watch hockey alone Because of people like you I know one thing is true Here it is: I hate basketball! I hate basketball! I hate basketball! When summer goes to autumn The sounds of my neighbourhood Should go from the bouncing of balls To the scraping of sticks on the road In case you should know That I don't need snow to be good And if that's not what they think You may turn to agree that I should I hate basketball! I hate basketball! I hate basketball! I hate basketball! I hate basketball! I hate basketball!