Don't look around at the scenery today   ''cause you probably won't understand it   Don't settle down in a permanent way   ''cause you haven't the right to demand it      I'm writing you a hate song   I don't want to have to hold your hand   I'm writing you a hate song   And I'm hoping that you'll understand      Let it be said that it hasn't been said   When there wasn't the will to unearth it   Relive the germs to awaken the worms   Just to ask them if it's worth it   So let's get one thing straight:   The halls have narrowed, leaving aphids in the marrow...      So you say so   And I say what   And the difference ain't worth debating   I never wanted the mud in the face   But I couldn't have known what was waiting...