Boyd Rice - Hatesville lyrics

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 cla** 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