I Hate You (Frankie Laine)
- Caravan Ray
I hate you, hate you, hate you
I hate you, hate you, hate you
I hate you, hate you, hate you
Well it's early in the morning as the sky is getting light and I go on out and start up my old truck
It's a rotten, old machine with all the oil leaking out
But worst of all the cassette player's stuck
So every morning that I start her up the engine starts to roar
And that same old music starts to play again and again
It's that record that you bought me for my birthday years ago
"The 20 Golden Greats of Frankie Laine"
And now the man who always brought me so much pleasure
Just dredges up those memories of pain
It's High Noon in my heart and it's tearing me apart
I think I want to strangle Frankie Laine
Oh you forsook me oh my darling now my love has gone away
It's gone to where the Wild Gooses go
You were a cheating Jezabel, put me through 16 Tonnes of hell
Now Frank reminds me everywhere I go
And now the man who always brought me so much pleasure
Just dredges up those memories of pain
It's High Noon in my heart and it's tearing me apart
I think I want to strangle Frankie Laine
I hate you, Frankie Laine
I hate you, Frankie Laine
I hate you, Frankie Laine
Why do you torture me this way?
You were the man who always brought me so much pleasure
Now you just dredge up those memories of pain
It's High Noon in my heart and it's tearing me apart
I think I want to strangle Frankie Laine
Every mile I drive, it drives me close to madness
As his golden voice, it permeates my brain
Give me a raw-hide whip, I'll take firm hold of it
And jam it up the arse of Frankie Laine
Oh no I won't be riding his Mule Train again
Please fence me in and take away my pain
I want to spill the blood of Frankie Laine
I hate you, hate you, hate you
I hate you, hate you, hate you
I hate you, hate you, hate you Frankie Laine
I Hate You
- Caravan Ray
- bono

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stueym
- Attlee
- Posts: 466
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I hate you - stueym - July 20, 2005
I want to know, when you said
That you'd always love me
Were your fingers crossed? Did you Lie?
Were you trying to fool me?
Life isn't fair. I know you owe me nothing
My private despair, can't change anything at all.....
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
A note in the mail, was the sting
In cupid's dagger
The pain in my soul, makes my heart
Burn with anger
Life isn't fair. I know you owe me nothing
My private despair, can't change anything at all.....
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
Instr.
Life isn't fair. I know you owe me nothing
My private despair, can't change anything at all.....
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
I want to know, when you said
That you'd always love me
Were your fingers crossed? Did you Lie?
Were you trying to fool me?
Life isn't fair. I know you owe me nothing
My private despair, can't change anything at all.....
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
A note in the mail, was the sting
In cupid's dagger
The pain in my soul, makes my heart
Burn with anger
Life isn't fair. I know you owe me nothing
My private despair, can't change anything at all.....
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
Instr.
Life isn't fair. I know you owe me nothing
My private despair, can't change anything at all.....
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
<I hate you>.....<Can't stand you>
<but I need you>....<and I want you>
"You know, I rather like this God fellow. Very theatrical, you know. Pestilence here, a plague there. Omnipotence ... gotta get me some of that."
I Hate You
Rik Gerblick
We fight every day, but that's just our way
Oh well haven't you heard, she must get the last word
Monday, just another night
From the time I get home until daylight
It was something I said or didn't do right
Here we go again it's another fight.
Okay, so it may seem strange
Why do we always have to play this game
An hour or two and I'll back down
'Cause tomorrow will bring another round
(Pre Chorus)
When she looks at me I just melt
And so I let her win again
Sometimes I hate myself
(Chorus)
She talks down to me
But why can't she see
She the one, she's my all
She's all that I need
So I let it all slide
Keep it pent up inside
She can have the last word
If she's by my side
Wednesday, and we're at it again
I guess there's no reason to pretend
If I want our daily war to end
I'm gonna have to cave in, I've gotta bend
I know, it's an ugly scene
And now she's decided to get mean
Even if I try to make things right
I'm sleeping out on the couch tonight
(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)
Friday, you know it's getting old
Where is the lovely one I used to hold
She's standing right there and acting bold
Kicking my butt out into the cold
Alright, so I walk away
No need to fight this girl another day
Though I didn't get the final word
I've finally gotten rid of her
(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)
Yeah, she talks down to me
But there is nothing here left
And our love it has died
I don't even care, if she's by my side
We fight everyday, 'til she gets the last word
'I hate you', was the last thing I heard
Rik Gerblick
We fight every day, but that's just our way
Oh well haven't you heard, she must get the last word
Monday, just another night
From the time I get home until daylight
It was something I said or didn't do right
Here we go again it's another fight.
Okay, so it may seem strange
Why do we always have to play this game
An hour or two and I'll back down
'Cause tomorrow will bring another round
(Pre Chorus)
When she looks at me I just melt
And so I let her win again
Sometimes I hate myself
(Chorus)
She talks down to me
But why can't she see
She the one, she's my all
She's all that I need
So I let it all slide
Keep it pent up inside
She can have the last word
If she's by my side
Wednesday, and we're at it again
I guess there's no reason to pretend
If I want our daily war to end
I'm gonna have to cave in, I've gotta bend
I know, it's an ugly scene
And now she's decided to get mean
Even if I try to make things right
I'm sleeping out on the couch tonight
(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)
Friday, you know it's getting old
Where is the lovely one I used to hold
She's standing right there and acting bold
Kicking my butt out into the cold
Alright, so I walk away
No need to fight this girl another day
Though I didn't get the final word
I've finally gotten rid of her
(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)
Yeah, she talks down to me
But there is nothing here left
And our love it has died
I don't even care, if she's by my side
We fight everyday, 'til she gets the last word
'I hate you', was the last thing I heard
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Egg
- Goldman
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Phunt Your Friends "I Hate You" lyrics
Is this too much air? And play...now?
Everything equals...everything equals Kate, oooh. Hooon. Everything equals...everything equals Kate, oooh.
Fuck your song. Fuck your song!
Hooon
The 4 corners of your room have come undone,
and the walls, now they’re bleeding into one.
Red and black are no longer apart,
and I’m starting to feel a change of heart.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
Not the kind I usually talk about,
where a man’s courage has fallen out,
rather one where it’s just begun to sprout.
And I feel like I’m in love again.
And the room is really starting to spin.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
[giddy laughter]
They seem like they could support any amount of weight.
The 4 legs of your chair
seem like great pillars reaching far into the air,
but that’s because I’m on the ground,
and the room is still spinning around.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Whoah-oh-oh-oh!
And I feel like I’m in love again!
The 4 blades of your ceiling fan
make me feel like I’m a man.
They are stable just like me.
In this room that’s spinning free,
They are balanced and composed,
Just like the rhyme and meter are supposed to be.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh oh oh!! Oh-oh!
And I feel just like I’m in love again with you
Just in love again with you
Just like it’s always been with you
I’m in love again with you.
[giddy laughter]
Everything equals...everything equals Kate, oooh. Hooon. Everything equals...everything equals Kate, oooh.
Fuck your song. Fuck your song!
Hooon
The 4 corners of your room have come undone,
and the walls, now they’re bleeding into one.
Red and black are no longer apart,
and I’m starting to feel a change of heart.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
Not the kind I usually talk about,
where a man’s courage has fallen out,
rather one where it’s just begun to sprout.
And I feel like I’m in love again.
And the room is really starting to spin.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
[giddy laughter]
They seem like they could support any amount of weight.
The 4 legs of your chair
seem like great pillars reaching far into the air,
but that’s because I’m on the ground,
and the room is still spinning around.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Whoah-oh-oh-oh!
And I feel like I’m in love again!
The 4 blades of your ceiling fan
make me feel like I’m a man.
They are stable just like me.
In this room that’s spinning free,
They are balanced and composed,
Just like the rhyme and meter are supposed to be.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh oh oh!! Oh-oh!
And I feel just like I’m in love again with you
Just in love again with you
Just like it’s always been with you
I’m in love again with you.
[giddy laughter]
glug glug glug egg makes wine. You can make wine too.
I Hate You (Sweet Loving Woman) by GERT
Sweet loving woman
I do remember when you tore it up, but sure enough I say
Lord knows there's got to be a better way
But I just want to hide inside and hate you
Sweet loving woman
How did you ever get to me?
I’ve been walking around in a haze
Forever in it endlessly
Why I’ve been so lost in this maze?
I never could find out
Sweet loving woman
How many more ways can I count
Days so confused
Ever since you came into my life
I’ve been wondering how you’re figuring that
Dropping bombs will be alright
Chorus
I tried so hard to love you
I end up hating myself
And all the hate that I felt comes back to you
now I hate you, too.
Saving the world
I just got to take out one or two
Man if it’s not one thing
Then it’s something that doesn’t quite, it’s not quite in tune
Chorus X 2
Duelling Solos
Sweet loving woman
I’ve been in a daze since I met you
Wondering which way
And which side is gonna lose
GERT is:
Des: chorus harmonies, bass, rhythm guitars, dueling guitar solo, mix
TT: verse vocals/lyrics, keys
THC: ebow, keys, techno break beats
Leaf: drums
STM: intro rap/lyrics
Bolt: chorus vocals/lyrics, verse harmonies, wah/rhythm guitars, duelling guitar solo
Sweet loving woman
I do remember when you tore it up, but sure enough I say
Lord knows there's got to be a better way
But I just want to hide inside and hate you
Sweet loving woman
How did you ever get to me?
I’ve been walking around in a haze
Forever in it endlessly
Why I’ve been so lost in this maze?
I never could find out
Sweet loving woman
How many more ways can I count
Days so confused
Ever since you came into my life
I’ve been wondering how you’re figuring that
Dropping bombs will be alright
Chorus
I tried so hard to love you
I end up hating myself
And all the hate that I felt comes back to you
now I hate you, too.
Saving the world
I just got to take out one or two
Man if it’s not one thing
Then it’s something that doesn’t quite, it’s not quite in tune
Chorus X 2
Duelling Solos
Sweet loving woman
I’ve been in a daze since I met you
Wondering which way
And which side is gonna lose
GERT is:
Des: chorus harmonies, bass, rhythm guitars, dueling guitar solo, mix
TT: verse vocals/lyrics, keys
THC: ebow, keys, techno break beats
Leaf: drums
STM: intro rap/lyrics
Bolt: chorus vocals/lyrics, verse harmonies, wah/rhythm guitars, duelling guitar solo
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frankie big face
- Churchill
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- Pronouns: he/him
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I Hate You – Frankie Big Face
I want to be in love, I want to be in love with you.
I filled out the application and mailed in my resume.
I bought a brand new tie, arrived on time for the interview.
Sat in your waiting room for the better part of the day.
Your voice crackled on the speakerphone, "Please reschedule and send him home."
Baby if you want me, please confess.
Every box of NO's contains a prize of Yes.
She said "Not everything you want in life should be so fucking effortless.
I'm not in love with you, but I hate you less and less."
"Thank you for your time, thank you for your interest.
Yes, you're doing fine, one of our top candidates."
Can you give me a sign, can you give me a vital sign?
Will there ever come a day when you will be mine all mine?
Waiting by the telephone, the sun is setting and I'm all alone.
Baby if you want me, please confess.
Every box of NO's contains a prize of Yes.
She said "Not everything you want in life should be so fucking effortless.
I'm not in love with you, but I hate you less and less."
Standing in the unemployment line
Amidst the heartache and the dust mites
Tears form in the corners of my eyes
I'm as tireless as a worker bee
I got experience and a master's degree
Come on baby, won't you please pick me?
Come on baby, won't you please pick me?
Baby if you want me, please confess.
Every box of NO's contains a prize of Yes.
She said "Not everything you want in life should be so fucking effortless.
I'm not in love with you, but I hate you less and less."
I want to be in love, I want to be in love with you.
I filled out the application and mailed in my resume.
I bought a brand new tie, arrived on time for the interview.
Sat in your waiting room for the better part of the day.
Your voice crackled on the speakerphone, "Please reschedule and send him home."
Baby if you want me, please confess.
Every box of NO's contains a prize of Yes.
She said "Not everything you want in life should be so fucking effortless.
I'm not in love with you, but I hate you less and less."
"Thank you for your time, thank you for your interest.
Yes, you're doing fine, one of our top candidates."
Can you give me a sign, can you give me a vital sign?
Will there ever come a day when you will be mine all mine?
Waiting by the telephone, the sun is setting and I'm all alone.
Baby if you want me, please confess.
Every box of NO's contains a prize of Yes.
She said "Not everything you want in life should be so fucking effortless.
I'm not in love with you, but I hate you less and less."
Standing in the unemployment line
Amidst the heartache and the dust mites
Tears form in the corners of my eyes
I'm as tireless as a worker bee
I got experience and a master's degree
Come on baby, won't you please pick me?
Come on baby, won't you please pick me?
Baby if you want me, please confess.
Every box of NO's contains a prize of Yes.
She said "Not everything you want in life should be so fucking effortless.
I'm not in love with you, but I hate you less and less."
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Wally Harbinger
- Karski
- Posts: 47
- Joined: Fri Jul 22, 2005 6:20 am
- Location: Toronto, Canada
- Contact:
i hate you – wally harbinger
it ain't christian
it ain't zen
i'm thinking 'bout
your death again
i hope it's painful
tell me when
to be there with the mike and ikes
and a big foam finger just for you
you loathesome shit
you bitter pill
your voice is like
a broken drill
and i hate your face
and i hate your shirt
and your haircut
and your name
not much about you doesn't suck
you make this time zone much less fun
arrogant, irredeemable fuck
i even hate this song because of you
i hate you
sweet god how i hate you
and it might not be your fault
but still
you loathesome shit
you bitter pill
your voice is like
a broken drill
and i hate your face
and i hate your shirt
and your golf clubs
and your car
i hate books 'cause you might read them
i hate songs that you might sing
even hating you's unpleasant
'cause it makes me think of you you
the man who made disembowelment illegal
never met you, that's for sure
it ain't christian
it ain't zen
i'm thinking 'bout
your death again
i hope it's painful
tell me when
to be there with the mike and ikes
and a pennant
and a six pack
and a big foam finger just for you
it ain't christian
it ain't zen
i'm thinking 'bout
your death again
i hope it's painful
tell me when
to be there with the mike and ikes
and a big foam finger just for you
you loathesome shit
you bitter pill
your voice is like
a broken drill
and i hate your face
and i hate your shirt
and your haircut
and your name
not much about you doesn't suck
you make this time zone much less fun
arrogant, irredeemable fuck
i even hate this song because of you
i hate you
sweet god how i hate you
and it might not be your fault
but still
you loathesome shit
you bitter pill
your voice is like
a broken drill
and i hate your face
and i hate your shirt
and your golf clubs
and your car
i hate books 'cause you might read them
i hate songs that you might sing
even hating you's unpleasant
'cause it makes me think of you you
the man who made disembowelment illegal
never met you, that's for sure
it ain't christian
it ain't zen
i'm thinking 'bout
your death again
i hope it's painful
tell me when
to be there with the mike and ikes
and a pennant
and a six pack
and a big foam finger just for you