Lyrics:

You people out there give us something more than just record sales: you give us something to hate; and we hate you, you brainless mutants!

Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate

You hunched and blinded mutants living in chat rooms
You masturbate on the sheets your mothers clean for you
You have lined my pockets overflowed with gold
You're living with your parents and you're 35 years old

You're a bunch of banks that I'd like to rob
You're my on-line cash transaction, you're my future stocks
Transfer you like money to a Swiss account
Spend you on an impulse, buy and zero you all out

Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate

You sad putrid losers complaining on the couch
Think you're fucking better than us? You can't leave your house!
Deluded little maggots, fold your arms and frown
Go to work and make me money before I put you down

You're a bunch of banks that I'd like to rob
You're my on-line cash transaction, you're my future stocks
Transfer you like money to a Swiss account
Spend you on an impulse, buy and zero you all out

Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate

I would like to get some sleep
But you keep buying all our things
My overhead is way too deep
For us to not make all these things
It's way too cynical, you see?
Hating what's supporting me
I am not you, I thank the gods
And if I were, I'd die like dogs
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die!


You're a bunch of banks that I'd like to rob
You're my on-line cash transaction, you're my future stocks
Transfer you like money to a Swiss account
Spend you on an impulse, buy and zero you all out
You're a credit card that I will defile:
Every time I max you out, I get a thousand miles
You're a brand new car that I do not need;
Wrap you round a telephone pole, shrug it off and leave

Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate

(Just follow me
Down the elevator
Through the gates
Down the stairs
Just keep on walking
Through the hallway
Now open the door)