Jack was having a bad day. Running back and forth, side to side, and up and over. He desperately wanted friends who could play music. He did so much running that he started to sweat furiously, and the sweat drenched him in his own very special "Music" hormones. Quite suddenly a man with an enormous afro and two drum sticks began floating to him from over a red horizon, he said: My name is Maxwell, I like the way you smell and I will play my drums for you now. BANG THONK CRASH CHSSST BONG TONK...tink. Jack was pleased and applauded vigorously. So vigorously that he began to sweat. Suddenly a man with formerly long hair and a wooden bass came floating from over a puce horizon, he said: My name is Marc, I like the way you smell, and I will play bass with you now. BUM BUM BOOM DUM DUMM DOOO...buzz. Jack was so happy that he began to weep warm tears. These tears made him so hot and uncomfortable that he began to sweat yet again. Suddenly a man with an acoustic guitar and a microphone came floating over from an amber horizon, he said: My name is mike, I like the way you smell and I will sing for you now. LA LA LA DE DA LA LA...ham. Jack was so pleased that he screamed for several hours and then began to cold sweat from the screaming. Suddenly a man with a guitar and a sea captain's beard came floating over from a rich brown horizon, he said my name is Ian, I like the way you smell and I will play the guitar for you. NEZZZT NA NA BZZT NA NA....nurp. Jack was incensed with so much joy that he sweat all the sweat out of his body, grew a mustache and plopped a clock out of his nose. <a href="https://www.last.fm/music/Tock">Read more on Last.fm</a>. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.