Cracker

Lyrics

We Hate You

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again

It’s a bright April morning
looking out at the Baltic Sea
Swedish drunks are heaving
over the rails

I’m headed down to duty free
to buy some cigarettes
hazelnut chocolate from
Germany

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again

The ship put in at Malmö
what an ugly Swedish town
as if to make the point
a seagull crapped on the van

I know you think I’m an asshole
a thankless taskmaster
you could have stayed home in
Santa Cruz smoking weed

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again

When we arrived Sundsvall
you thought the hotel not good enough
I lost my shit
and clearly took things too far

Played one last show in Örebro
blue off the UK dates
you put your tail between your legs
and headed back to Santa Cruz

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again

We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again