[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 sexual 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