Hate Me
Frank Black Lyrics


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Hate me
My jacket's not right

Hate me
And my thousand hairs
And my shoes look bad tonight

Hate me
My shirt is shitty

Hate me
And you hate my slacks
You don't even like me

I've got my money
I've been here standing in line
Am I so funny
Standing here all the time

Hate me
My jacket's not right

Hate me
And my thousand hairs
And my shoes look bad tonight

Hate me
My shirt is shitty

Hate me
And you hate my slacks
Damn, you don't even like me

I've got my money
I've been here standing in line
What is so funny
Just standing here in this line

Hate me
My shirt is shitty

Hate me
Yeah, I combed my hair
It's still not pretty

Hate me
Hate me
Ooh, hate me




Hate me
What? You don't like my slacks? Oh, I see!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Frank Black's song Hate Me are a self-deprecating reflection on the singer's appearance and attempts at fitting in. The repetition of the phrase "hate me" throughout the song conveys a sense of insecurity and self-loathing, as the singer seems to believe that those around him judge him based on superficial qualities like his clothes, hair, and overall appearance. The inclusion of lines like "my shirt is shitty" and "my shoes look bad tonight" reinforces the idea that the singer feels inadequate and unworthy of acceptance.


The chorus, which consists of the lines "I've got my money/I've been here standing in line/Am I so funny/standing here all the time," hints at a deeper sense of frustration and alienation. The singer seems to be standing in line for something, whether it's a show, a job, or something else entirely. The repetition of the phrase "standing here all the time" suggests not only boredom but also a longing for something more, a desire to break free from the monotony of his current situation.


Line by Line Meaning

Hate me
I acknowledge that you hate me


My jacket's not right
You hate my fashion sense and my jacket specifically


And my thousand hairs
My hair is too long and unmanageable for your liking


And my shoes look bad tonight
My shoes don't match my outfit and it bothers you


My shirt is shitty
You find my shirt unappealing


And you hate my slacks
You don't like my pants


You don't even like me
Your dislike goes beyond my appearance; you don't like me as a person


I've got my money
I am financially capable of being here, even if you don't think highly of me


I've been here standing in line
I have been waiting for something that you may not deem worthwhile


Am I so funny
You may find my presence humorous or ironic


What is so funny
I am confused as to why someone would find standing in line humorous


Yeah, I combed my hair
I am trying to improve my appearance, but it still isn't good enough for you


It's still not pretty
I am still not meeting your standards


Ooh, hate me
You have every right to hate me and I am aware of it


What? You don't like my slacks? Oh, I see!
I understand now that your dislike goes beyond just my pants




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHARLES THOMPSON

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Charles F Jurgus


on Repo Man

This is actually a cover of an Iggy Pop song.

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