Text: Eels. Electro-Shock Blues. Ant Farm.

Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them

Hard to believe
After all of these years
But you are one of them

Walk down the street, I'm thinking
Everybody move along
I've got a sad-hearted needing to belong

Nevertheless
It's all the mess you made
But I can't let it go

Walk down the street, I'm thinking
Look at all the ants in a farm
I've got a sad-hearted feeling to harm

Hate a lot of thing
But I love a few things
And you are one of them