I Hate You More Than I Hate The News And I Really Hate The News

Billy Cobb

  • A
  • D
  • D#
    3
  • D#m
  • Em
  • G
Tom:
D
A [Verse 1]
D Your mouth is always running
D You're spraying bullets from your
A Dogshit, hypocrit, smug, and somewhat ignorant mind
D Maybe try saying something
D That carries value in this
A Sad, poor, desolate rock inside the universe's eye [Pre-Chorus]
D D#m Em Maybe I just don't like your nose [Chorus]
D You're more to me than an enemy
D You're a danger to our society
G You're the worst human being I've ever met in my goddamn life
D There's really nothing you're bound to be
D You're a waste of all precious energy
G And when you breathe the fumes of your rancid lies kill entire baluga wales [Verse 2]
D You think you're oh so funny
D But I'd rather eat a bloody
A Tampon than listen to your recycleable copy-paste jokes
D And when the sky is sunny
D You'll make it cloudy with your
A Bitter additude and rude remarks against my crew, and dude, [Pre-Chorus]
D D#m Em There's just too much that I have wrong with YOOOOOOUUUU!!! [Chorus]
D You're more to me than an enemy
D You're a cataclysmic catastrophe
G You're a tumor (Yeah, yeah ok. uh uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-AAA)
D You oughtta be in an infirmary
D 'Cause you need help and it's plain to see
G And I don't want to see your face unbandaged for the rest of my whole natural life [Bridge] (Spoken)
G D I hate everything about you
D# And uh if you couldn't tell, then uh, I think I've made myself pretty clear
G D D# But I'd rather drink piss than sit in a room with you for five minutes
G D D# You know i-it's funny cause you're almost not worth the energy to write a four minute song you
G D But y-you know, here I am, so I mean uh I guess it kind of helps
D# For me at least [Chorus]
D You're more to me than an enemy
D You're a politician's pornography
G And every time I try to say your name I throw up in my mouth a little bit
D My goal in life is to make you bleed
D And I won't stop 'till I do achieve
G Man there's so many insults and- you know what? Here's a list of the things you are, all the things! [Bridge]
D You're a prositute with an STD
D You're reality shows on MTV
G You're a hemorrhoid on reality
G You're a boyscout in a fraternity
D You're a grown man with no prioities
D You're a peeping Tom in a serority
G You're the new Hitler of our history
G You know what, you're just a bit like me [Outro]
D G D G
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Hold the chords in the intro instead of strumming them
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