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GG Allin

I Hate People

 

I Hate People

(album: Murder Junkies - 1991)


I hate people
They mean nothing to me
I hate people
I hate society

I hate people
The things they do and say
I hate people
I wanna dig their grave

I hate people
They're always in my way
I hate people
I hate the world today

I hate people
People
People
Die at my feet

I hate people
Hate people
I hate people
I hate people

I hate people
I wanna terminate
And annihilate
I wanna dig their graves

People, people, people
I hate people
I think they're shit
I hate people

I hate people
I think they're shit
I hate people
Ain't gonna stand for it

I hate people
They package a bitch
I hate people
I wanna dig your ditch

People, people
Why do ya have to take up my space
With you're monkey suit and your monkey face
People, people, people

I'm a friendless man. Obedient to the fact
That I am not here to make anybody happy
I need the open road, will see the over looking of burning bridges
Futuristic realities leading me to an open room
Isolating the inferior world...

I hate people
I hate people
I hate people
People, people, people

I stay in my room. I don't go anywhere
Where do I wanna go anyway?
Besides, where I wanna go nobody will follow
So stay behind in your stagnation nation
I hate to socialize. I hate people...

Gimme a dark room, a bottle and a prostitute
I'll pay her a hundred bucks
Fifty to suck her nasty, rotten
Smelly cunt and asshole
Drink her blood, piss and shit
Fifty for conversation if I'm impressed
And I'll leave the fucking bridges burning
As I hop on the next Greyhound onward...

People
People
People
People

I hate people
I think they're shit
They're not good enough
To breath my fucking air

People
People
You better listen, people
To what I say

It isn't fake
It's really real
It ain't no bullshit
Like you're gonna hear from everybody else

It ain't a game
It's real life
It ain't lame
You're gonna pay

People, GG Allin says
The Mission is strong
You better not be weak
You won't hang on

What I say I'm gonna fucking do... don't you ever forget... it
Cause I'm coming after you

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?