Hate a lot of things but I love a few things And you are one of them Hard to believe after all these years but you are one of them Walk down the streets 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 streets I'm thinking look at all the ants in a farm I've got a sad-hearted feeling to harm Hate a lot of things but I love a few things And you are one of them