Wish the Worst

Old 97s · Hitchhike to Rhome [1994]

Why aren't you here? It's almost 4 am.

I finished up all of your beer, Now I'm startin' on your gin.

I went through your diary, flipped through your phone book -called all your friends.

I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.



I pulled back your sheets, Now I'm crawlin' in your bed.

Every drink's one more defeat, And every footstep hurts my head.

I don't want excuses. I don't wanna hear that you were out with your friends.

I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.



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I hope you crash your momma's car.

I hope you pass out in some bar.

I hope you catch some kinda flu.

Let's say I wish the worst for you.



I hope you're happy with yourself.

I hope you found somebody else, cause I ain't askin' you again.

I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.



Why am I here? I've got better things to do.

I could hang out on the pier, down by the Hudson, sniffin' glue.

I guess I'm a loser, but I like being miserable, swimming in sin.

I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.



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Wish the Worst

Wish the Worst stands as a defining track from the Old 97s' early catalog, appearing on their 1994 debut album Hitchhike to Rhome. The song captures the band's signature blend of alt-country and punk energy, showcasing the sharp songwriting and twang-infused instrumentation that would come to define their sound. As part of a recording era that established the Austin-based group as key figures in the American roots-rock scene, the track highlights their ability to balance melancholic themes with driving rhythms. This work remains a staple in their discography, reflecting the raw, honest storytelling that characterizes their broader body of music. Fans and critics alike recognize the song as an essential song point into the band's influential career, demonstrating the enduring appeal of their classic country-rock fusion.