S​/​T

by Hawaiian Punch

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about

This album is a re-recording of our earlier demo. With a new and better sound, plus a new song, we decided to re-release as a self titled.

Tapes available now!
Click on the Bigcartel link in the upper right under the Facebook link.

Shea - vocals
Bradley - guitar
Joe - bass//vocals
Mike - drums

Engineered by Matt Russell 2013

Mahalo to no one.

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released 14 March 2013

SHOWS:

Sept 5th @ Bottom Lounge w/ Destruction Unit (AZ) and Gas Rag
www.facebook.com/events/213555282138149/

Sept 12th: @ Sodom & Gomorrah w/ Total Trash (MPLS), Distract, and Laughboy
www.facebook.com/events/198135410346966/

Sept 21st @ Cobra Lounge w/ Old Fuck, Like Bats, and Fornication Station

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Hawaiian Punch Chicago, Illinois

No Coast Hardcore Punk from Chicago.

Short and in your face, HP is a band with a fastcore mentality and a punk sensibility.

Hawaiian Punch Is For The Punks.

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Track Name: Surfs Up//HPIFTP
A pack of punks that pack a punch
Well drink yer juice and eat yer lunch
Say your prayers say them well
Or your gonna surf on straight to hell

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Fight your wars
quench your thirst
resist the pigs
and break a sweat
mix your molotov
and your beverage
fuck the world and burn it
life is full of hells
wash away the bullshit
and if you must drown yourself in liquids

Hawaiian Punch Is For The Punks
waste away and get wasted
Hawaiian Punch Is For The Punks
surf a tidal wave made of I dont care

Keep your head afloat
the red sea is just a lie
most of your are worth a damn
the rest I wish would die
Track Name: Bone Stud Pt. I
In the shadows where he waits
darkened squalor full of hate
rat infested piles of puke
this is his home full of abuse
societal freak mutant of madness
his life is wretched full of sadness
he took a vow to end it all
but its not his life
I'm worried for at all

His father was vile
cared not for his child
he beat the boy bloody
crumpled in a pile
one day the father struck
but it wasn't flesh he hit
he punched fucking bone
it was all studded and shit
the child arose stripped himself of his flesh
he killed his fucking dad because something was amiss
surging with power
a new body reborn
to cure his fucking boredom
he saw a world needing to be scorned

Scum of the streets
insane with fear
you'd piss your pants if he was near
a wanted man for moral injustice
crooked cops
get their heads busted

THIS IS WHEN BONE STUD WAS BORN
Track Name: Boyfriend
Blah Blah Blah
Blah Blah Blah Blah
Blah Blah Blah
My dick fell off
Track Name: People Under The Slabs
The misguided youth
helpless abandoned
starving for attention
cast away thrown out
pieces of trash crusted to the curb
they've been misinformed
erosion's left them dis-formed
the wools been pulled over their eyes
and now they're lost in the dark

People Under The Slabs
between a rock and a hard place
People Under The Slabs
They'll leave you all as dead waste

Together they shelter
beneath you your unaware
you move about freely
without a fucking care
trapped under earth
rock moved by quake
a disaster for you
but salvation they'll take

Pe
ople
Under
The
Sla
bs
Track Name: Anal Volcano
Broccoli Cheddar Soup
Projectile Puke
Chunky Beef Stew
Spewing From You

Stuff your face with all that shit
down your throat and esophagus
enter your stomach and watch it burn
spit up bile and soon you'll learn

crawl through miles of your intestines
and now that shit has reached your colon
mashed and churned into something new
stand fucking back its erupting soon

Anal volcano
someone get the drain-o
anal volcano
my guts are fucking hollow
Track Name: Rusted Mind
Mindless and brainless
Coasting through life
Take off the brakes
your just a disease

Patient zero
wheels keep spinning
Its not a joy ride
plagued and never free

Gears are turning
my veins keep grinding
A fucking cold sweat
now I cant see

Symptoms worsen
Death is ahead of me
Stuck in a coma
just fucking kill me

Im out of time
RUSTED MIND
Ive gone blind
RUSTED MIND
Track Name: Aloha, Motherfuckers
Aloha, motherfuckers
I hate yer stinking guts
I hope you all drown
In a tub of hawaiian punch
Track Name: Corporate Greed
we are all free thinkers
you don't have to conform
stuck in a cubicle
might as well be a cell
limitless talent and its all wasted
this isn't follow the leader
make your own rules follow your own codes
you are not a corporate slave
you are not a mindless drone

SIT AT YOUR DESK
WATCH YOUR EYES BLEED
A ROUTINE TILL DEATH
CORPORATE GREED

USE YOUR FUCKING HEAD
CREATE SOMETHING NEW
YOUR NOT AS WORTHLESS
AS THEYVE TOLD YOU

DONT FOLLOW THIER PLAN
OR THEIR PLOTS AND SCHEMES
YOULL FATTEN THEIR WALLET
AND YOULL BE A DYING BREED

YOUR SKIN IS FUCKING ROTTED
YOUR STUCK TO WHERE YOU SIT
NOW YOUR A FAILURE
WITH NOTHING LEFT TO GIVE

the chains that bind you
are the same that create you
they dont have to be a conscious
self government and no agenda

your a fucking human being
endless possibilities
in a seemingly infinite universe
why dont you make something of
yourself before we all die
Track Name: Rotten Company
All the wasteful masses
trudging through the decay
blind to what's around them
flesh and bone and misery
I live above you
Im no different but I can see
this world is full of chaos
sit back and have a drink

SMASH A SURFBOARD THROUGH YOUR WINDOW
//Ill take what I want and ill take what I need//
HIDE YOUR DRUGS AND HIDE YOUR CHILDREN
//living my life as rotten company//

forget society lets burn it down
pick a fight and flip a car
there's no rules in this town
your nothing but a disease
wasting away reading comics
drinking a faygo or a forty
brick and mortar is all thats left
I am the real enemy

LIVING MY LIFE AS ROTTEN COMPANY

Ⓐ//Ⓔ