Artist: Smalltown Poets
Song: Everything I Hate
Submitter: Casey Townsend
>From the self titled album: Smalltown Poets
Copyright 1997 on Forefront Records
Intro: , , , (repeat)
Use these three power chords for all the verses
Verse 1
I think I am elastic
These arms they are a wonder
They pull form sideways, up, and under
I think it's time for something drastic.
And it could be more than I bargained for
Ten to one it is
Chorus
Oh I'm into everything I hate
My spirit is not moved
My members take the bait
Oh, oh, I'm into everything I hate
I'm still not dead enough
To stifle this debate
Verse 2
These heels were made for bruising,
And the cobble stones they're using,
All the pleasures of my choosing,
Boy, I must be born for loosing.
Heal these souls to hurt no more,
I'll lift these hands just like before,
Cover me like a dimestore suit until
I'm just like You.
Repeat chorus
(Bridge)
Careful little eyes what you see
Careful little feet where you go
Repeat chorus