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  • 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 ****ing 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:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    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 times, 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:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    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:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    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 ****ed
    Just grow old with grace, have you seen Cher's face
    It looks like it's been hit by a truck

    And it goes:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    One more time, loud as you can
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
  • 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 ****ing 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:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    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 times, 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:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    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:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    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 ****ed
    Just grow old with grace, have you seen Cher's face
    It looks like it's been hit by a truck

    And it goes:
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    One more time, loud as you can
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la