I Hate (Live From The Borderline, London)
I hate racist blokes telling tasteless jokes
And explaining where people belong
I hate ignorant folks
who pay money to see gigs
And talk through every ******* song

I hate people in night clubs snorting coke
And explaining where your going wrong
Well if you agree
then come hating with me
And feel free to sing along
And it goes
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Wonderful love it

Well I hate pointless status updates on Facebook
FYI we were never m8's
We pretend to be friends on the internet
When in real life
we have nothing to say
To each other
oh brother I have love for my mother
For good time for music and my mates
Yeah I laugh
and live and I have love to give
But sometimes all you can do is hate
And it goes
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Well I hate them fussy eaters
you cook them fajitas
They only eat pizza and chips

I hate stepping outside
for a smoke and some guy
Coughs like your lungs are his

And I hate queuing up for festival toilets
Especially when you need to ****

And I hate the X-Factor
for murdering music

You bunch of money grubbing pricks

And it goes
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And I hate them magazines
aimed at insecure teens
That make ten year old's race to grow up

Hey kids
let's all be anorexic or better
Eat chocolate until you throw up

Keep your Hollywood stars
and their stupid cars
And the Bo-tox
that makes them look ******

Just grow old with grace
have you seen Cher's face

It looks like it's been hit by a truck

And it goes
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One more time loud as you can
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