Official Live 101 Proof 1997

101 Proof Official Live

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-Label: Elektra -release date: 7/29/97 -gold certification: 5/14/99 LIVE TRACKS: -Produced and mixed by Vinnie Paul and Dimebag Darrell -Mix assisted by Sterling Winfield -Recorded live by Aaron Barnes -Assisted by Roberto Drules 2 STUDIO TRACKS: -Produced and mixed by Vinnie Paul and Dimebag Darrell -Assisted by “Rumple” Windfeller -Engineered by Vinnie Paul -Assisted by Sterling Winfield -Mixed in DWG, TX at Chasin Jason Studios -Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound -ALL songs written and arranged by Pantera -Live 101 Art Direction by Jim deBarros -Design: Sara Rotman @ MODCo/ Jim Barros -Cover Photograph: John Falls -Live Photography: Joe Giron

[toggle title=”1. New Level”]Now a new look in my eyes my spirit rise Forget the past Present tense works and lasts Got shit on Pissed on Spit on Stepped on Fucked with Pointed at by lesser men

[Pre] New life in place of old life Unscarred by trials

[Chorus] A new level of confidence and power

Demanding plea for unity between us all — United stand Death before divided fall In mock military order Vulgar Power Impatient Because time is shorter

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No fucking surrender Can’t lose Life kills[/toggle] [toggle title=”2. Walk”]Can’t you see I’m easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you… You want in to get under my skin And call yourself a friend I’ve got more friends like you What do I do?

[Pre] Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I’ve been Belong You can’t be something you’re not Be yourself, by yourself Stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time

[Chorus] Respect, walk

Run your mouth when I’m not around It’s easy to achieve You cry to weak friends that sympathize Can you hear the violins playing you song? Those same friends tell me your every word

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Are you talking to me? No way punk[/toggle] [toggle title=”3. Becoming”]A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory Of shame birthed its gift. No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one. Running from beatings, deflating. I’m becoming more Than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning To rise beyond Jesus.

I’m born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize

I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps Through death my life won’t be so bad. I can see you, can fuck you, inside of you. Staring through Your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me, To realize my saving grasp. I of suicide. I the unlord.

I’m born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize [/toggle] [toggle title=”4. 5 Minutes Alone”]I see you had your mind all made up you group of Pitiful liars. Before I woke to face the day, your master Plan transpired. -Something told me- this job had more to Meet the eye. My song is not believed? My words some- What deceiving? Now I’m unwhole. You’ve waged a war of nerves But you can’t crush the kingdom Can’t be what your idols are. Can’t leave the scar. You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us… 5 minutes alone I read your eyes, your mind was made up. You took me for A fool. You used complexion of my skin for a counter Racist tool. -You can’t burn me- I’ve spilled my guts out In the past. Taken advantage of because you know where I’ve come. My past. You’ve waged a war of nerves But you can’t crush the kingdom Can’t be what your idols are. Can’t leave the scar. You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us… 5 minutes alone [/toggle] [toggle title=”5. Sandblasted Skin”]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 fucking 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[/toggle] [toggle title=”6. Suicide Note Pt. II”]Out of my mind, gun up to the mouth No pretension, execution, live and learn , rape and turn Fret not family, nor pre-judged army This is for me, and me only, cowards only Try it

[Chorus] Don’t you try to die, like me It’s livid and it’s lies and makes graves Graves descending down

It’s not worth the time to try, to replenish a rotting life I’ll end the problem, facing nothing, fuck you off, fuck you all Tortured history, addict of misery, this exposes me for weakness is a magnet – watch me do it

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Why would you help anyone who doesn’t want it, doesn’t need it, doesn’t want your shit advice when a mind’s made up to go ahead and die? What’s done is done and gone, so why cry?

[Chorus][/toggle] [toggle title=”7. War Nerve”]Truly, fuck the world, for all it’s worth, every inch of planet Earth, fuck myself, don’t leave me out, but don’t get involved, don’t corner me

Inside, ulcer, unjust bastards, file out face first Meet the lies and see what you are

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It’s forcing you down, and it’s grinding against you Let the war nerve break

[Chorus]

For every fucking second the pathetic media pisses on me and judges what I am in one paragraph – Look here – Fuck you all

Expect the worse, you bleeding heart, but kill me first before it starts, yes my cock is getting hard, we are born different after all

Invite mayhem, produce weapons, shoot out, burn down No CNN or media now

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All the money in the fucking world couldn’t buy me one second of trust or one ounce of faith in anything you’re about Fuck you all

Nothing is worth the sleep that I’ve lost Apologies unacceptable now A blistered revenge awaits in me This is fucking loveless

Hate Hate mail is not read, in jail instead Hate

The Lord knows, there’s worse Ignore, this curse Hate [/toggle] [toggle title=”8. Strength Beyond Strength”]There is nothing. No education. No family life to open my arms to. You’d say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow. I’ll be broke in a gutter. I know the opinion. A broken record. Fuck you and your college dream. Fact is, we’re stronger than all. You’re working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect neighbors. But I’m helping to legalize dope on your pristine streets and I’m making a fortune. You’re muscle and gall. Naive at best. I’m bone, brain and cock. Deep down stronger than all. A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. A pipe dream buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all. A lament for a rookie officer, punk ass weak little lamb. For the mob, truly, does rule at this particular time. We’ve grown into a monster. An arrogant, explosive motherfuck. Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock. Finally, the president in submission. He holds out his hand on your television and draws back a stump. It’s too late for some. Far too late. No more holdbacks. No more paying a cops paycheck. Let him bust his own child. The son that heeds my word and smokes my dope. The daughter that sucks me off and snorts cheap anything. Hail Kings. The new Kings. Stronger than all. A simple process to legalize. There would not be a choice but to take our side. Be there no question of certain strengths. Know this intention. Forever stronger than all. [/toggle] [toggle title=”9. Domination/Hollow”]He as hollow as I alone now He as hollow as I alone A shell of my friend Just flesh and bone There’s no soul He sees no love I shake my fists at skies above Mad at God

He as hollow as I converse I wish he’d waken from this curse Hear my words before it’s through I want to come in after you My best friend

He as hollow as I alone[/toggle] [toggle title=”10. This Love”]If ever words were spoken Painful and untrue I said I loved but I lied In my life All I wanted Was the keeping Of someone like you As it turns out Deeper within me Love was twisted and pointed at you

Never ending pain, quickly ending life —

[Chorus] You keep this love, thing, love, child, love, toy You keep this love, fist, love, scar, love, break You keep this love

I’d been the tempting one Stole her from herself This gift in pain Her pain was life And sometimes I feel so sorry I regret this the hurting of you But you make me so unhappy I’d take my life and leave love with you

I’d kill myself for you, I’d kill you for myself —

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No more head trips [/toggle] [toggle title=”11. I’m Broken”]I wonder if we’ll smile in our coffins while loved ones Mourn the day, the absence of our faces, living, laughing, Eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take? Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won. Such values you taught your son. That’s how.

Look at me now. I’m broken. Inherit my life.

One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed To make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every Warning, a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled Blood. Too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost Venereal Mother embrace the loss. That’s how

Look at you now. You’re broken Inherit your life. [/toggle] [toggle title=”12. Cowboys From Hell”]Under the lights where we stand tall Nobody touches us at all Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without We’re gonna take what’s ours to have Spread the word throughout the land They say the bad guys wear black We’re tagged and can’t turn back

You see us comin’ And you all together run for cover We’re taking over this town

Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen well my friend, you see It’s a pistol is down below aimed at you We’re the cowboys from hell.

Aimed at you we’re the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we’ve won Ain’t talking no tall tales friend ‘Cause high noon, your doom Comin’ for you we’re the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene But better not take it out on me ‘Cause a ghost town is found Where your city used to be So out of the darkness and into the light Sparks fly everywhere in sight From my double barrel, 12 gauge, Can’t lock me in your cage

You see us comin’ And you all together run for cover We’re taking over this town

Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen well my friend, you see It’s a pistol is down below aimed at you We’re the cowboys from hell. Deed is done again, we’ve won Ain’t talking no tall tales friend ‘Cause high noon, your doom Comin’ for you we’re the cowboys from hell [/toggle] [toggle title=”13. Cemetery Gates”]Reverend reverend is this some conspiracy? Crucified for no sins An image beneath me Whats within our plans for life It all seems so unreal I’m a man cut in half in this world Left in my misery…

The reverend he turned to me Without a tear in his eyes It’s nothing new for him to see I didn’t ask him why I will remember The love our souls had Sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see Now is your (face)

Well I guess You took my youth I gave it all away Like the birth of a New-found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldn’t cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete Memories now unfold.

Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the Cemetery gates

Sometimes when I’m alone I wonder aloud If you’re watching over me Some place far abound I must reverse my life I can’t live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last

Through all those Complex years I thought I was alone I didn’t care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I should’ve cried and spared myself some pain… Left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain

The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates

[/toggle] [toggle title=”14. Fucking Hostile”]Almost every day I see the same face On broken picture tube It fits the attitude If you could see yourself You put you on a shelf Your verbal masturbate Promise to nauseate Today I’ll play the part of non-parent Not make a hundred rules For you to know about yourself Not lie and make you believe What’s evil is making love and making friends and meeting God you’re own way The right way

[Chorus] To see To bleed Cannot be taught In turn You’re making us Fucking hostile

We stand alone

The truth in right and wrong The boundaries of the law You seem to miss the point Arresting for a joint? You seem to wonder why Hundreds of people die You’re writing tickets man My mom got jumped — they ran! Now I’ll play a public servant To serve and protect By the law and the state I’d bust the punks That rape steal and murder And leave you be If you crossed me I’d shake your hand like a man Not a god

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Come meet your maker, boy Some things you can’t enjoy Because of heaven/hell A fucking wives’ tale They put it in your head Then put you in your bed He’s watching say your prayers Cause God is everywhere Now I’ll play a man learning priesthood Who’s about to take the ultimate test in life I’d question things because I am human And call NO ONE my father who’s no closer that a stranger

I won’t listen

[Chorus] [/toggle] [toggle title=”15. Where You Come From (Studio Track)”]It’s strange to be around again Can’t kill the bad disguise I was asking for it all, Being dragged down the road Call it wisdom call it ignorance

But it’s still alive And it’s in me now And it lives and breathes I can’t give a fuck

I’ve got a big mouth And there’s a life to live From a bottle of whiskey It’s where you come from (the south)

A remedy to the curse On harder wares control Look at what’s around But I just can’t lie around Feeling sorry for myself

But it’s still alive And it’s in me now And it lives and breathes I could care less

I’ve got a big mouth And there’s a life to live From the weight of whiskey It’s where you come from It’s where you come from

Bottle of Whiskey

I fell in front of my friends I dropped out in front of the world You call that supernatural? It ain’t

I’ve got a big mouth And there’s a life to live From a bottle of whiskey It’s where (the south)

Black wings will weather your flight For some there’s no second time Following paths of your life I stepped off the mountain to the sky

Watch your ass now It’s where you come from Why’d you settle down? It’s where you come from Where you come from Why’d you ask them? It’s where you come from [/toggle] [toggle title=”16. I Can’t Hide (Studio Track)”]I’ve written about my inner wars, But i could give a shit about right now, Most of me is all strength And all of me is at war with dope But my eyes are clear in sight My guts are blazing, I might have a life

I can’t hide, to erase, what I’ve done- Last year, and three years before It still takes assholes of all kinds On that fact I am still clear, (cause) I should know and now I do I’m one of them I’m just like you I’m just like you A man that stands his ground with strength

Last year, and years before Can’t hide myself I won’t try It makes me strong It makes me strong It makes me strong

It blows away weakness It blows away detachment It blows away the depression inside It blows away the mental withdrawal It blows that shit away [/toggle]