What Is This Feeling? / Dear Old Shiz - Live from the Dolby Theatre

Loathing

Unadulterated loathing

For your face

Your voice

Your clothing

Let's just say I loathe it all!

Every little trait, however small

Makes my very flesh begin to crawl

With simple utter loathing

There's a strange exhilaration

In such total detestation

It's so pure!

So strong!

Though I do admit it came on fast

Still, I do believe that it can last

And I will be loathing, loathing you my whole life long

Dear Galinda, you are just too good!

How do you stand it?

I don't think I could, I don't think I could

These things are sent to try us

Poor Galinda, forced to reside

With someone so disgusticified

We just want to tell you, we're all on your side!

We share your loathing!

What is this feeling so sudden and new?

(Unadulterated loathing)

I felt the moment I laid eyes on you?

(For her face, her voice, her clothing)

My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling (Let's just say we loathe it all!)

Oh, what is this feeling?

(Every little trait, however small)

Does it have a name?

Yes, oh (Makes my very flesh begin to crawl)

O hallowed halls and vine-draped walls

The proudliest sight there is

When gray and sere our hair hath turned

We shall still revere the lessons learned

In our days at dear old Shiz

Our days at dear old

Loathing!

(Loathing!)

There's a strange exhilaration (Loathing!)

In such total detestation (Loathing!)

It's so pure!

So strong!

Though I do admit it came on fast

Still, I do believe that it can last

And I will be loathing for forever, loathing, truly deeply (Loathing, loathing)

Loathing you (Loathing, loathing you)

My whole life long!

(Loathing!

Unadulterated loathing!)