What's your petty hate song?

[realisticphish]

the song you like to yell along with when you're really pissed off. mine is "I Hate You" by Slayer


You were just a waste of sperm
They way you look
Makes my stomach turn
The way you think
Is no way at all

God you really think you got balls

I hate you Ain't it true
I hate you And everything you do

You walk around like a fucking dick
And everytime you're near
You know I get real sick

You're so stupid
There's nothing in your head
God how I wish that you were dead

I hate you Ain't it true
I hate you And everything you do

[REP]

1. Hate My Way

I could be a smack freak
And hate society
I could hate God
And blame Dad
I might be in a Holocaust
Hate Hitler
Might not have a child
And hate school
I could be a sad lover
And hate death
I could be a neuro
And hate sweat
No
I hate my way

I make you in to a song
I can't rise above the church
I'm caught in a jungle
Vines tangle my hands
I'm always so hot and it's hot in here
I say it's all right

My pillow screams too
But so does my kitchen
And water
And my shoes
And the road

I have a gun in my head
I'm invisible
I can't find the ice

A slug
I'm TV
I hate

A boy, he was tangled in his bike forever
A girl was missing two fingers
Gerry Ann was confused
Mr. Huberty
Had a gun in his head

So I sit up late in the morning
And ask myself again
How do they kill children?
And why do I want to die?
They can no longer move
I can no longer be still

I hate
My way

[Sapphocrat]

2. Mine isn't quite so aggressive, but...

...it always helps get the anger out when I sing it while thinking of the object of my annoyance (and it's one of the few C&W songs I can abide by):

Well, it's forty below
And I don't give a fuck
Got a heater in my truck
And I'm off to the rodeo (yee ha!)

It's allamande left
And allamande right
C'mon, ya fuckin' dummy
Get your right step right

Get offstage, you goddamn fool
Ya know, you piss me off!
You fuckin' jerk!
Ya get on my nerves (that's right!)

Well, here comes Johnny
With his pecker in his hand
He's a one-ball man
And he's off to the rodeo (yee-ha!)

It's allamande left
And allamande right
C'mon, ya fuckin' dummy
Get your right step right

Get offstage, you goddamn fool
Ya know, you piss me off!
You fuckin' jerk!
Ya get on my nerves (that's right!) ...

-- Showdown, "The Rodeo Song"

[Lone_Star_Dem]

3. This is one I have been playing a lot the past couple of days

Godsmack, I F**king Hate You

"I F**king Hate You"

For everything you do
I'd like to swallow you
And everyday I'm gonna blame you
Even if you justify
Every fucking bullshit lie
It only makes me want to break you
You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It's broken now
Don't ever look my way
Don't even think I'm playin'
'Cause I f**king hate you
You're such a liar
And I love to hate you
You're all the same to me
When you repeatedly
Take advantage of me
The only thought I get of you sickens me
Everybody knows you're fake
You're everything I f**king hate
And I'm everything that you could never be
You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It's broken now
Don't ever look my way
Don't even think I'm playin'
'Cause I f**king hate you
You're such a liar
And I love to hate you
You're all the same to me
I fucking you hate you
You're such a liar
And I love to hate you
You're all the same to me
(F**k you)
(F**k you)
(F**k you)
You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It's broken now
Don't ever look my way
Don't even think I'm playin'
'Cause I f**king hate you
You're such a liar
And I love to hate you
You're all the same to me
And I f**king hate
You're such a liar
And I love to hate you
You're all the same to me
F**k you (f**k you)
F**k you (f**k you)
F**k you (f**k you)
F**k you (f**k you)


Wow, I think I may have some issue I need to work out. LOL

[Spider Jerusalem]

4. Ministry - "Flashback"

I'm gonna kill him
I'm gonna break his face
I'm gonna crack his skull
I'm gonna kick it all in
I'm gonna break his legs off
I'm gonna rip his head off
And then shit down his neck
And then i'll laugh like a motherfucker
And then i'll laugh like a motherfucker
Cos i hate her!
And then i'll fall past
I'm gonna flashback
Flashback!

Cos i hate her!

Pneumatic drill
Right through her chest
Bedroom punching
Right through the rest
I'm gonna make her suffer
I'm gonna make her suffer
And then watch her die
Cos i hate her!
And then i'll fall past
I'm gonna flashback
Flashback!

Cos i hate her!

I'm gonna rip her flesh
I'm gonna piss in her face
I'm gonna rip her open
And then hit her with mace
I'm gonna make her suffer
I'm gonna make her suffer
I'm gonna make her cry
I'm gonna watch her die
Cos i hate her!
And then i'll fall past
I'm gonna flashback
Flashback

I hate her!
Flashback!
Laugh like a motherfucker!

[HawkerHurricane]

5. No Quarter

http://www.echoschildren.org/CDlyrics/NoQuarter.html

A little backround: This is a filksong, a song based on a science fiction novel (Echoes of Honor by David Weber); the lead character Honor Harrington is captured and believed executed; her adopted homeworld's navy adopts this attitude toward the enemy...
(any questions, feel free to ask)

No Quarter
Lyrics and melody © 1999 by Catherine Faber
Arrangement © 1999 by Arlene "Callie" Hills

Grayson's lost its champion; to God she has returned,
To stand before the Tester, in the state her rank has earned.
Our Lady needs an honor guard, an escort, and a crew,
And if you're the best available, I guess you'll have to do.

No Quarter, NO QUARTER! You damn well earned your fate.
Give Harrington our compliments; we're sorry you are late.

Ancient legends say the rank a fallen warrior held
Depended on an Honor Guard of foes that one had felled.
And so in tardy tribute to the one we couldn't save,
We'll lay your fiery deaths like crimson flowers on her grave.

We know what Honor's ending was, by all the tapes we viewed.
And now we reach the battle; we are in no gentle mood.
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky?
That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry--

The Steadholder's recruiting, so pray don't surrender, sir.
Dame Harrington surrendered--once--and look what that got her!
We owe a debt of honor we have finally come to pay
And as we look you in the eye, we find one thing to say--

Put your arms in order, shine your boots and get them laced
You just might make the muster, but you don't have time to waste,
For if you pass inspection and she deems you fit to serve,
You might yet meet an honor that you bastards don't deserve.

[Brewman_Jax]

6. Puddle of Mudd

She (fuckin') hates me! :grr: