Mr. Hate - The Tubes

I must admit I was a bit confused

I saw my picture in the morning news

He said my sister’s dead, my mom is too

He said I killed them, but it’s not true

Nothing’s real, nothing’s certain

But when I read your words, it just stars hurting

Everybody’s trying to convict me

For taking Benzedrine and LSD

But that’s all ancient history

And it’s just between God and me

I hate rock 'n' roll, don’t smoke pot

Maybe a drunk, but a user I’m not

This is a warning from my own hands

Never corner a frightened man

I might kill somebody trying to escape

You better listen to Mr. Hate

I can’t believe the things my school friends said

Sometimes I think I wish that they were dead

I get so mad that I just see red

Then something blows apart inside my head

It’s all erroneous information

I’ve gotta make a little clarification

This is a warning from my own hands

Never corner a frightened man

I might kill somebody trying to escape

You better listen to Mr. Hate

I’m not gonna wash your dishes anymore

I’m not gonna fry your burgers, I don’t need it

You never understood me anyway

You’ll never catch me, I won’t give up

This is a warning from my own hands

Never corner a frightened man

I might kill somebody trying to escape

You better listen to Mr. Hate

You better listen to Mr. Hate

You better listen to Mr. Hate

You better listen to Mr. Hate

You better listen to Mr. Hate