[music: cabra 10/98] [lyrics: dave rotten] grown into a world of preconceived ideals father, mother, sister, doggy and landscaped cottage affectionless rearing his whole family was like unkown neighbours to him he applied to them by their first names no signs of respect towards his own family [chorus 1] totally scorned ill mannered and restrained no human values no self respect a poor repressed still at the age of 24 he didn't even drink alcohol was proud of his virginity (but) in fact he was just fearful of being able to fulfil in front of a naked woman so he decided to hate girls to cover his s**ual problem [chorus 2] he hated friends he hated his parents he hated women he hated humans it was the only feeling he felt by his own hate was his only self pro-claimed virtue was the easiest way to escape from reality no laughs, no love no signs of gratitude [chorus 1] totally scorned ill mannered and restrained no human values no self respect a poor repressed but in the eyes of his friends he looked like a normal guy he even seemed really charming hiding his real inner feelings he was a perfect stereotype of a potential psychopath a nice person from outside natural born hater inside [chorus 2] he hated friends he hated his parents he hated women he hated humans