Pantera

Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill lyrics

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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

 Chorus:
 The great southern trendkill
 That's right,
 The great southern trendkill

 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
 It's bullshit time again, you'll save the world within your trend
 Politically relieved, you're product sold and well received
 The right words spoken gold, if I was God you'd sell your soul to...

 Chorus
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Author: Phil Anselmo, Rex Brown, Dimebag Darrell, Vinnie Paul

Composer: Phil Anselmo, Rex Brown, Dimebag Darrell, Vinnie Paul

Publisher: Rhino Entertainment Company, Atlantic Recording Corporation, WEA International Inc., Elektra Entertainment

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Released in: 2008

Language: English

Appearing on: The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)

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