The Great Southern Trendkill
Album - 3 maggio 1996 - Debaser id 10100

It's wearing on my mind,
I'm speaking all my doubts aloud
You rob a dead mans grave,
Then flaunt it like you did create

If I hit bottom and everythings gone
In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run

It's digging time again,
You're nurturing the weakest trend

Those with the heart and the brain to get past this
Can spot a pathetic without even asking

Fuck your magazine,
and fuck the long dead plastic scene
Pierce a new hole,
if Hell was "in" you'd give your soul to

THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL
That's right,
THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL
Fuck yeah.

Buy it at a store,
from MTV to on the floor
You look just like a star,
it's proof you don't know who you are

If I hit bottom and everythings gone
In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run

It's bullshit time again,
you'll save the world within your trend

Those with the heart and the brain to get past this
Can spot a pathetic without even asking

Politically relieved,
you're product sold and well received
The right words spoken gold,
if I was God you'd sell your soul to...

THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL
That's right,
THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL
Fuck yeah.

A smack on the wrists is the words from the mouth
of the outsiders, lawyers, police
A small price to pay for the dope and the guns
And the rape, it should all be O.K.
Your father is rich, he's the judge, he's the man,
he's the God that got your sentence reduced
But in the back of his mind, he well knows what
he'd find if he looked a little deeper in you - in you

(Chorus)
Drag the waters some more
Like never before

(Chorus)

Sweet is the slice and the lips - you're gonna have
that woman - she is your favorite lay
Promised you (swore) that no one had been there,
and she was going to keep it that way
Let it move in, you got thin, and got high, and
your money went and so did your friends
But she's by your side, and her smile cannot hide
the premonition of the beckoning end - the end

(Chorus)
(Chorus)

In with it, out with it

Your windows boarded up, your private lives exposed
the talk show pump it up, lab rats diseased for show
we're doomed to use the slang, outbreak of drug roulette
a church burned to the ground, not even noticed yet
13 Steps (To Nowhere)(spoken)
A backwards swastika, the black skin riddled in lead
a nazi gangster jew, it beats a dog thats dead
it's in to use the slang, outbreak of drug roulette
the cross slants to the side, will prove the damndest yet
13 Steps--Leads to Nowhere
The backlash dislcates, an untimely reign of death
the wolf poked with the stick, awaits with cancerous breath
(Leads to Nowhere)
Outsiders still suppose, there's holy streets to roam
the truth should not surprise, your homes were built on lies

A dead issue
Don't wrestle with it
Deaf ears are sleeping
A guilty bliss
So inviting
(Let me in)
Nailed to the cross

I feel you
Relate to you
Accuse you
Wash away us all
Take us with the floods

Then throughout the night
They were raped and executed
(Then throughout the night
They were raped and executed)
Cold hearted world

Your language unheard of
The vast sound of tuning out
The rash of negativity
(The rash of negativity)
Is seen one sidedly
(One sidedly)
Burn away the day

The nervous
The drifting
The heaving
Wash away us all
Take us with the floods

Then throughout the day
Mankind played with grenades
(Then throughout the day
Mankind played with grenades)
Cold hearted world

And at night
They might bait the pentagram
(And at night
They might bait the pentagram)
Extinguishing the sun
Wash away man
Take him with the floods

Flood, flood, flood
Flood, flood, flood

Flood, flood, flood
Flood, flood, flood

-Awesome Guitar Solo-

Flood, flood, flood
Flood, flood, flood

Flood, flood, flood
Flood, flood, flood

Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world

Glass breaks
the dimming lights
sweat, heat and profane debate
the smart ones stay on the outside
while drunken heads and arms erupt

centered man swings a punch,
spits a tooth, postures odd
a punk rock escapade
five bucks a head to be king dick in the crowd

We are the ones who must sport the position

cheap beer
trendy clicks
lesbian love is accepted and right
shaved heads meet hair in the mix
blending the 80's and 90's with hate

Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world

Shows on
dates canceled
kicked out for reasons that seem so unfair
skin crusts against the cops
a foregone conclusion that's tired and beat

Ringworm,crabs and lice
V.D. ecstasy, speed and horse
a heaven of unmatched importance
an honor of sex to be stuck by the punk

Rich homes with money and food
abandoned for the bums on the street
a lifestyle that's unexplainable
don't try and save what is all meant to be

Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world

If it is free
from (a) family that's seen
you can just keep it
if you must beg
it's better instead
you must follow the etiquette

You know when it rains you're in your bed at home
You act so real when you are alone
You better not let the mohawked crowd see
Give it five years, you'll retire your piercings
You must admit that you mimic the weaklings

The trend is dead...
The trend is dead...
The trend is dead...
The trend is dead...
The trend is...

Scrape it, grind it
Peel it, hide it
The trend is over
And gone forever
Shelf it, box it
Save it, frame it
You won't need that anymore
It's on sale at the
Fuckin dollar store

Waste of time
Pantomime
Circus doll
At the local mall
Exterminate, it's all fake!
Exterminate, it's all fake

Sandblast yourself
Sandblast yourself
Sandblast
Sandblast
It's getting old, old, old