I hate your mom I hate your dad
To bring you into this world they must have been mad
I’ll beat your brains and eat your face
You belong in a dirty place
I hate your arm and I kicked your dog
I fed your gold fish to a hog
I beat your lawn mower with a log
I stole your mailbox in the fog
I wrote about you in my blog
I through your bike in a bog
While I was on my Sunday jog!

*this is my love song, I hate you, you suck!
This… my love song to you, I hate you, you suck!

I hate your shoes, I hate your cow
So I destroyed it with your John Deere plow
And then I lit the plow on fire
Don’t you dare call me a liar
Look in your yard and you will see
I set all your pigeons free
And don’t wait too long, they won’t come back
I through them in your potato sack
After I clogged your toilet with potatoes
I threw the pigeons into a volcano
I fed your beaver to a cat
And gave your pie to a rat
And killed your mouse on which I sat
I through it in your dirty hat
I kicked your wife cuz she was fat
I beat your grandma with a bat
And left some cow shit on your tatami mat
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love song, this is the way to be
on the east side, 2003
gonna take you down, beat you with a tree
make you bleed till it satisfies me

everyone thinks I’m a happy people
until I spit on their hand and eat their apple
and I turn their hair gray and their kangaroos purple
and set fire to their nipple
you’re a dirty vagina
I hate you
So hate me
This is the love song 2003