I Don't Like You - Stiff Little Fingers

If I thought you could find a way

I’d tell you to go get lost

But why ask you to pay attention

When you brain can’t stand the cost?

Look at you and the state you’re in

Next to you even a brick is thin

You oughta scratch from the human race

You are a waste of a name

A waste of time and a waste of space

You’ve only one claim to fame

I don’t like you

If a thought came in your head

It’d die of loneliness

You rate absolute zero

No more and not even less

Look at you, oh what a state

Next to you short planks are underweight

Annoyed annoyed, no I’m not paranoid

Cos that would mean I’d have to care

And I couldn’t be annoyed

You don’t entertain ideas

You simply bore them

You couldn’t find your feet

If you were looking for them

Looking at you is hard for me

Next to you is nowhere to be