[music: cabra 10/98]

[lyrics: dave rotten]



grown into a world

of preconceived ideals

father, mother, sister,

doggy and landscaped cottage



affectionless rearing

his whole family

was like unkown

neighbours to him

he applied to them

by their first names

no signs of respect

towards his own family



[chorus 1]

totally scorned

ill mannered

and restrained

no human values

no self respect

a poor repressed



still at the age of 24

he didn't even drink alcohol

was proud of his virginity

(but) in fact he was just fearful

of being able to fulfil

in front of a naked woman

so he decided to hate girls

to cover his sexual problem



[chorus 2]

he hated friends

he hated his parents

he hated women

he hated humans



it was the only feeling

he felt by his own

hate was his only

self pro-claimed virtue

was the easiest way

to escape from reality

no laughs, no love

no signs of gratitude



[chorus 1]

totally scorned

ill mannered

and restrained

no human values

no self respect

a poor repressed



but in the eyes of his friends

he looked like a normal guy

he even seemed really charming

hiding his real inner feelings

he was a perfect stereotype

of a potential psychopath

a nice person from outside

natural born hater inside



[chorus 2]

he hated friends

he hated his parents

he hated women

he hated humans