1. |
DISGUST
01:26
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I hate everyone
If they’re having fun
I diss everyone
Cause my life sucks
I greet you with a smile
As fake as $3 bill
I blandish you with remarks
As gentle as a nest of vipers
There’s nothing I want more
Than your boredom
Every day!
Every night!
There’s nothing I want more
Than your sorrow
Every day!
Of your life!
There’s nothing I want more
Than your boredom
Every day!
Every night!
There’s nothing I want more
Than your sorrow
Everyday
Of your life
I hate everyone
If they’re having fun
I diss everyone
Cause my life sucks
I greet you with a smile
As fake as $3 bill
I blandish you with remarks
As gentle as a nest of vipers
There’s nothing I want more
Than your boredom
Every day!
Every night!
There’s nothing I want more
Than your sorrow
Every day!
Of your life!
There’s nothing I want more
Than your boredom
Every day!
Every night!
There’s nothing I want more
Than your sorrow
Every day
Every night
Of your life!
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2. |
PERSEVERANCE
01:39
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I'VE GOT NO RESPECT!
For those without intellect
Judging every single step I take
The situation is clear
We’re coming strong like Black Caesar
Busting through the doors of impotence
Is it down to regrets
That your life’s so wack?
Be ashamed of your fucking self!
If you’re back to the wall,
It ain’t really my fault
Bite your tongue
Keep your mouth shut
The more we succeed,
The more your anger escalates
The more we fight back,
The more we make you inert
Why should we stoop
For something we achieved ourselves?
Chained and bound
Yet to be found is your D-I-G-N-I-T-Y
GOT NO RESPECT
For those without intellect
Dragging down whatever’s new to them
The situation is clear
We’re coming strong like Black Caesar
Fetching all you have yet to violate
Mediocrity is the name
Of the game you play
Watch out for the obvious aftermath
Grab the bull by the horns
Make it fall, make it fall
Break their loop and rise above them all
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET, SUCKERS!
The more we succeed,
The more your anger escalates
The more we fight back,
The more we make you inert
The more we achieve,
The more your frustration grinds you down
A promise’s a promise,
Now sip on your own sweet medicine!
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3. |
BAD OLE HABITS
01:17
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I SPIT ON YOU!
Whoever
Whenever
Can slip up
Can hang up
Lost!
Gone!
Beat-up beyond belief
is my self esteem!
Whoever
Whenever
dips into
my despair!
Lost!
Gone!
is my sanity
when my mind slips!
Whoever
Whenever
can slip up!
can trip up!
Bad ole habits
get me under!
As soon
as I
find real quiet!
Stuck!
Stuck!
Stuck on sketchy ground
to my dismay!
Whoever
Whenever
can concur
it’s dreadful!
Slick!
Thick!
Spikes of anxious breed
throughout my chest!
Whoever
Whatever
kills you once!
kills you twice!
Bad ole habits
get me under!
as soon
as I
find real quiet!
Dreams!
Lies!
Dreams!
Lies!
Dreams!
Lies!
Dreams!
Lies!
OF NO REQUIEM!
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4. |
M.O.Y.
00:49
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I don’t care if
You cut me out
Of something basic
To survive
I don’t care if
You cut me out
Of something basic
To survive
NOW IS MY FUCKIN' TURN!
TO SPREAD HATE WITHIN YOUR WALLS!
I don’t waste my
Time talking
To someone who
Writes me off
I don’t waste my
Time talking
To someone who
Writes me off
NOW IS MY FUCKIN' TURN!
TO SPREAD HATE WITHIN YOUR WALLS!
NOW IS MY FUCKIN' TURN!
TO BE YOUR #1 FOE!
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5. |
ROUGH CUT
01:49
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Who am I?
Where am I going?
I just like to know
What it’ll be of me
In 10 years time
Who am I ?
What am I working towards ?
Will there be a noose
To swing from
In 10 years time?
I DON'T WRITE
FANCY LYRICS!
I GIVE VOICE
TO MY FEELINGS!
I DON'T WRITE
CORNY LYRICS!
I GIVE VOICE
TO MY FEELINGS!
Who am I?
Where am I going?
I just like to know
What it’ll be of me
In 10 years time
Who am I ?
What am I working towards ?
Will there be a noose
To swing from
In 10 years time?
I DON'T WRITE
FANCY LYRICS!
I GIVE VOICE
TO MY FEELINGS!
I DON'T WRITE
CORNY LYRICS!
I GIVE VOICE
TO MY FEELINGS!
Life goes on and
All the friendly faces you know
Now live uptown
Cakes and coffee
await them in six floor villa in the morning
As you still punch
Yourself in the guts
until your skin turns blue
cursing that one
day when you decided to give up
UP!
ON!
WHAT HAD TO BE DONE
NO MATTER IF
IT WAS AS FUN AS TORTURE!
Life goes on and
All the friendly faces you know
Now live uptown
Cakes and coffee
await them in a six floor villa in the morning
As you still punch
Yourself in the guts
until your skin turns blue
Cursing that one
day you called it quits
before
LOOKING DOWN!
TO THE GROUND!
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6. |
ALL AGES
01:50
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I’m goin’ insane
It’s petrifying
Paranoia is killing me, it’s not a lie
JUMP INTO A RING OF FIRE!
Burn my throat
Fill my head
With misery
Grief and pain
Paranoia is killing me, infects my brain
PULL THE TRIGGER IF YOU CAN!
Finish off
MY MOOD SWINGS!
I DON'T
SEE NO
ROOM FOR
OVERALL IMPROVEMENT
ON MY
CASE!
I DON'T
SEE NO
REASON
WHY SHOULD I PRETEND
ALL IS
FINE!?!?
Stakes are low, my friend!
No feelings to repress!
A gamble you’ve just lost
By picking the wrong stud
Take my seat, my friend!
Let’s see how long you last
Before they blow your stack!
Before you lose yourself!
YOU'RE NOT ALONE!
YOU'RE NOT ALONE HERE!
I DON'T
SEE NO
REASON
WHY SHOULD I PRETEND
ALL IS
FINE!?!?
Stakes are low, my friend!
No feelings to repress!
A gamble you’ve just lost
By picking the wrong stud
Take my seat, my friend!
Let’s see how long you last
Before they blow your stack!
Before YOU LOSE YOURSELF!
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7. |
SPANISH ROULETTE
02:44
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1-2-3-4!
HAIL MARY,
Where’s my wine?
I wanna drink
day and night
Not that I
Do it that much
But you’ll see now!
What fuels my
Contradictions
And affliction!
I’m so fed up
With the news
Human evil
Calls no truce!
Politics
And its tricks
Spreadin’ hate!
Long time friends
Crossing swords
ONE ANOTHER!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior
To lead me to frustration
To grant me desperation
To keep me from salvation
Maybe it’s just my behavior
To spare me desolation
To keep my mind stable
To allow me confrontation!
Maybe it’s just my behavior
To violate my brain
To choke my candid passion
That’s burning from within
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s justmy behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
HAIL MARY,
Where’s my whiskey?
If I stay sober
Life will kill me
Not that I
Do it that much
But I should have!
Good is bad
Bad is worse
In this nightmare!
Third millennium
Is a joke
Smoke and mirrors
What it does!
Take all your aspirations
And ambitions
Bury them
With great care
SIX FEET UNDER!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s right my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior
To lead me to frustration
To grant me desperation
To keep me from salvation
Maybe it’s just my behavior
To spare me desolation
To keep my mind stable
To allow me confrontation
Maybe it’s just my behavior
To violate my brain
To choke my candid passion
That’s burning from within
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
Maybe it’s just my behavior!
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8. |
COAL TRAIN
01:05
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Tell me what you wanna see now
Tell me what you need to see now
Who’s entitled to go big now
Who’s about take a nosedive!
NOT YOU!
NOT YOU!
NOT YOU!
NOT YOU!
Tell me what the actual line is
To bring up another judgment
In a useless conversation
That nobody ever asked for
Teach me how to find comfort
In a bunch of basic pleasures
Tell me who will lend me a hand with
Knocking out my deep depression!
NOT YOU!
NOT YOU!
NOT YOU!
NOT YOU!
Shoutin’ won’t be the solution
Neither will mortification
All your patronizing manners
Never cease to disappoint me
So I step back and wait for
someone to share my distress with
better be my own disgrace than
PART
OF YOU CATEGORY!
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9. |
D.K.E.
02:42
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Lame material with no soul
Random words without a clue
Modern day Dylan
Second-hand Lennon
Shower booth Costello
Passing off crap as gold!
Coffee shop rhymers
Trendsetting hobos
Singing the blues
Homesick fake blues
Whiny love blues
You know what to do!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
F rated irony
Expanding on the same ole themes
The caliber of love
Prosaic apathy
Undisputed knowledge
In useless matters
As long as it sells
The industry’s well
And their stage names
And their song titles
And their concept albums
Make me feel sick
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
80s pop stinks of death!
Let alone acoustic sets!
Synth pop laden eardrum pain
No one needs to resurrect!
All their songs just sound the same!
Chord progressions far from brave!
Everybody makes a record!
Everybody needs a record!
Little matters what you say!
Nothing new for a change!
Indie used to better!
Indie used to independent!
Ain’t goin’ buy one single track!
Will never fund your so-called craft!
Fake material with no soul
Random words without a clue
If you go solo
It does not equal
You’re at the forefront
Of something special!
You’re nothing but a trend!
One day you’ll fade away!
You don’t represent
My fuckin' generation!
You’re a waste
of time and paper!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
HANG ALL OF THOSE LAME SONGWRITERS!
80s pop stinks of death!
Let alone acoustic sets!
Synth pop laden eardrum pain
No one needs to resurrect!
All their songs just sound the same!
Chord progressions far from brave!
Everybody makes a record!
Everybody needs a record!
Little matters what you say!
Nothing new for a change!
Indie used to better!
Indie used to independent!
Ain’t goin’ buy one single track!
Will never fund your so-called craft!
I HATE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!
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Tiki Hangover Milan, Italy
Demented punk act coming in live and direct from a stinky basement in a God-forsaken town! Taking slams to feel alive, hee
hay!
Tiki Hangover are Bohr (vocals & bass), Teowhi (guitar & back vocals), Gyros (drums & general grease)
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