Morrissey:
I've never recorded this song

Murf:
You gonna be famous, James
You gonna be famous with Dahcy
It's gonna be you's, me's, and Dahcy Boike's

Oh, if I ever meet her I hope we're friends
So I can take her on tour and buy her a cake
I'M SORRY, HERE'S A CAKE
That's all I can do
We're gonna give her a blunt and a cake
You got a blunt and a cake and you can't be sad
I'll just give her some coke
I've never seen anyone frown on coke

Tony the Walrus:
Guys, can I get a social Dahcy Boike on 3?
3...2...1...

All:
DAHCY BOIKE

Tony the Walrus:
Thank you. Thank you.
I greatly appreciate that

Morrissey:
Alright, here we go!

I wrote this song about you
I wrote this song about you
Just to let you know that I hate your guts
And I think you suck
I wrote this song about you
I wrote this song about you
Just to let you know that I hate your guts
And I think you suck

I hate the way you look
(You make me sick)
I hate the way you talk
(I wanna punch you in the face)
I can't stand you at all
(You drive me insane)
Why won't you go away?

I wrote this song about you
I wrote this song about you
Just to let you know that I hate your guts
And I think you suck


Lyrics submitted by DahcyTheMaggot

Your Guts, I Hate Em (Reel Big Fish Cover) song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain