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I Hate

Passenger
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 Well, I hate racist  blokes, telling tasteless  jokes,
 And explaining  where people belong.
 I hate ignorant  folks, who pay money  to see gigs,
 And talk  through everything fucking song.
 I hate people  in nightclubs, snorting  coke,
 And explaining  where you're going  wrong.
 Well, if  you agree, come hate  it with me,
 And feel  free to sing along.
 And it goes la,  la  la  la la,  la la la la, la la la la etc.
 And it goes la,  la  la  la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
 X2
 And I hate pointless status updates on Facebook,
 'FYI', we were never m8s.
 We pretend to be friends on the internet,
 Yet when in real life we have nothing to say,
 Oh, brother, I've love for my mother,
 For good times, for music and for my mates.
 Yeah, I love and I live, and I have love to give,
 But sometimes, all you can do is hate.
 And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
 And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
 I hate  them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas,
 They only  eat pizza and chips.
 I hate stepping outside for a smoke, and some guy coughs,
 Like your  lungs are his.
 And I hate  queuing up for festival toilets,
Especially  when you need a shit.
 I hate  the X-factor, for murdering  music,
 You bunch  of money grabbing pricks.
 And it goes  la,  la  la la  la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
 And it goes la,  la  la  la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
 C F C G X2 But second time round slow down and lift middle note off the C to walk
 down to the G (if that makes any sense)
 And I hate  them magazines, aimed at insecure  teens,
 They make  ten year olds chase to grow  up.
"Hey  kids lets be anoerxic", or better,  eat  chocolate 'til you throw up.
 Keep your Hollywood  stars, in their stupid  cars,
 And the botox,  that makes them looked fucked.
 Just grow  old with grace, have you seen  Cher's face?
 It looks  like it's been hit by a truck.
 And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
 And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
 And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

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Readable chord sheet for I Hate by Passenger

Well, I hate [C]racist blokes, telling [F]tasteless jokes,
And e[C]xplaining where people [G]belong.
I hate [C]ignorant folks, who pay m[F]oney to see gigs,
And [G]talk through everything fucking [C]song.
I hate [Am]people in nightclubs, [F]snorting coke,
And [C]explaining where you're going[G] wrong.
Well, [Am]if you agree, come [F]hate it with me,
And f[G]eel free to sing [C]along.

And it goes [F]la, l[C]a la[G] la [C]la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
And it goes [F]la, l[C]a la[G] la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

[C]   [F]   [C]   [G] X2

And I hate pointless status updates on Facebook,
'FYI', we were never m8s.
We pretend to be friends on the internet,
Yet when in real life we have nothing to say,
Oh, brother, I've love for my mother,
For good times, for music and for my mates.
Yeah, I love and I live, and I have love to give,
But sometimes, all you can do is hate.

And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

I [F]hate them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas,
They o[C]nly eat pizza and [G]chips.

I hate stepping outside for a smoke, and some guy coughs,
Like [C]your lungs are [G]his.
And I [Am]hate queuing up for festival toilets,
[F]Especially when you need a [C]shit.
I [Am]hate the X-factor, for [F]murdering music,
You [G]bunch of money grabbing [C]pricks.

And it go[F]es la[C], la[G] la [C]la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
And it goes [F]la, l[C]a la[G] la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

C   F   C   G X2 But second time round slow down and lift middle note off the C to walk
down to the G (if that makes any sense)

And I [C]hate them magazines, aimed at [F]insecure teens,
They make[C] ten year olds chase to grow[G] up.
[C]"Hey kids lets be anoerxic", or [F]better, e[G]at chocolate 'til you throw up.
Keep your [Am]Hollywood stars, in their s[F]tupid cars,
And the [C]botox, that makes them looked [G]fucked.
Just g[C]row old with grace, have you s[F]een Cher's face?
It [G]looks like it's been hit by a [C]truck.

And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc

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