Hatesville

You won't find Hatesville on any maps

It's easy to get to

But you can't go by train, or plane, or car

You need a ticket to get there from here

And you're listening to that ticket this very minute, dad

A one-way ticket, first class

See, Hatesville exists partway between the heart and the mind

It's that place in the soul where hate dwells

And we're here the point the way

Why?

Because hate is groovy

Because it's fun

And it's necessary

And it lives inside you every second of every day

And you know what?

You need hate

And we need to let you hate, because we're your friends

And we want to see you happy, and healthy, and just a little bit angry

So don't hold back or hesitate

Sit back, smile, relax, and hate

Everyone needs a scapegoat

Everyone needs a whipping boy

When you find someone to hate

It fills your heart with joy