The Hate Horse - Momus

It’s okay to hate me

Just feel something strong

Your hate is a horse we can both ride upon

Hate, you and I, how we canter along

Oh, how we gallop along

It’s okay to hate me

I completely agree

I’d hate me too if I didn’t have to be me

As some kind of hate horse I’d rear up with a whinny

Throw myself to the ground and trample over me

Well you told me you loved me

That wasn’t quite true

You feel something stronger now

Quintessentially you

And when I wish you happy

You wish me gone

And so our hate horse gallops on

On Siberian grasslands

Our hate gallops still

We are riding a high horse

Along the spine of a hill

Tiny and noisy, together at last

Clinging for dear life to the hate horse