This song sums up the way I feel right now.
O, my name it is Sam Hall, it is Sam Hall
O, my name it is Sam Hall, said Sam Hall
My name it is Sam Hall, and you know I hate you all
Yes, I hate you one and all, God damn your eyes.
There's about three more verses, but I won't type them out.
I'm sorry. I'll feel better tomorrow, promise.
And now that I think about it, I would enjoy seeing John Wesley Harding doing a cover of this. (Why not? Johnny Cash has. And it's a damn sight better than that fucking Toby Keith / Willie Nelson duet.)