[Verse 1]

Haters waste the hours that haters waste

But haters don't forget a face

That's why we give them all the good drugs

Yes, haters waste the hours that haters waste

But haters don't forget a face

That's why we pin them to our chest

[Chorus]

Though they admire you

They won't be watching your film

Though they respect your craft

They won't be tuning in — they're sorry about that

They'd rather die

[Verse 2]

Yes, haters waste the hours that hatеrs waste

And though that effort seems misplaced

You must admit, it givеs them purpose

Haters waste the hours that haters waste

And though that effort seems misplaced

You must admit, it brings them joy

[Chorus]

Though you complete them

They won't be singing your song

Though they admire your pluck

They won't be sharing footage of your concerts

With anyone

[Verse 3]

Yes, haters waste the hours that haters waste

But, ma'am, you own your own mistakes

That's right, you own your own mistakes

But not your back-catalogue

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

I hate the polis

I hate the pol, pol, pol, pol, pol, pol, pol, poli-

These streets get on my tits

I hate the polis

(Hate the polis) I ha-ha-ha-hate the polis

(Hate the polis) I-I ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-hate the polis

(Hate the polis) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

This summer, lock up your daughters

And remember that your sons can't fly

[Outro]

Yeah, haters waste the hours that haters waste

Haters don't forget a face

That's why they call

That's why they call

That's why they call

That's why they—