I recommend that everyone listen to I Hate Everyone by Get Set Go. Seriously. I find it really refreshing how the angry lyrics are hiding inside this really catchy, upbeat melody. Sometimes you wake up hating everything and everyone; maybe it was a bad dream, maybe it is hormones, maybe it's just been your life the past god-knows-how-long, whatever. Sometimes you wake up fine, but then everyone shits on your day and you just want them all to... to... well, not die, but maybe suffer some small (okay, HUGE) public humiliation.
And since I'm not the kind of person who likes Hate Songs satanically screeched to the tune of Yuck, Get Set Go's modern rock, bubblegum version of this genre of song is perfect for me:
Some stupid chick in the check out line
Was paying for beers with nickels and dimes
And some old man who clipped coupons
Had argued whenever they wouldn't one
All I wanted to buy was some cigarettes
But I couldn't take it anymore so I left
I hate everyone
I hate everyone
I hate everyone
I hate everyone
All the people on the street, I hate you all
And the people that I meet, I hate you all
And the people that I know, I hate you all
And the people that I don't, I hate you all
Oh, I hate you all
Some f**king asshole just cut me off
Then gave me the finger when I f**king honked
Then he proceeded to put on the brakes
He slammed on the brakes, but I made a mistake
When I climbed out of my van, he was waiting
But he was six three and 200 pounds of Satan
I hate everyone (4x)
All the people on the street, I hate you all
And the people that I meet, I hate you all
And the people that I know, I hate you all
And the people that I don't, I hate you all
I bet you think I'm kidding
But I promise you it's true
I hate most everybody
But most of all, I hate
Oh, I hate you
All the people on the street, I hate you all
And the people that I meet, I hate you all
And the people that I know, I hate you all
And the people that I don't, I hate you all
And the people in the east, I hate you all
And the people I hate least, I hate you all
And the people in the west, I hate you all
And the people I love best, I hate you all
Oh I hate you all
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Look at those lyrics. I don't know whether to laugh or cry at so much impotent rage. [I have always loved the word rage. Isn't it somehow so evocative of both its verb and noun forms? Rage. Rage. Rage rage rage. There is rage in her. She raged against raw beansprouts. Mmm. Good word.] I usually choose to laugh because, well, it's less detrimental to your blood pressure to laugh in the face of misery..and because you know someone out there is feeling totally shitty too.
I'd worry that I feel the lyrics a little too much, but I won't, because who cares?
