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Don Cares Not!

by Tiki Hangover

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1.
DISGUST 01:26
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!
2.
PERSEVERANCE 01:39
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!
3.
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!
4.
M.O.Y. 00:49
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!
5.
ROUGH CUT 01:49
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!
6.
ALL AGES 01:50
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!
7.
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!
8.
COAL TRAIN 01:05
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!
9.
D.K.E. 02:42
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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released December 19, 2019

All lyrics written by D.Borello (Bohr)

Recorded & produced by Davide Simontacchi

Album cover courtesy of Andy Sailor Cat Tattoo

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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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