The Great Southern Trendkill 1996

The Great Southern Trendkill

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-Label: East West -release date: 5/07/96 -gold certification 6/25/96 -Produced, recorded, and mixed by Terry Date and Vinnie Paul -Co-produced by Pantera -Also recorded by Ulrich Wild -Recorded in DWG, Texas at Chasin Jason Studios -Studio Assistants: Sterling Winfield, Aaron Barnes -Mixed in Los Angeles at Larrabee Sound Studios -Assistant Mix Engineer: Lamont Hyde -Vocals recorded at Nothing Studios, New Orleans, Louisiana -New Orleans Assistant Engineer: Sean Beavan -Mastered by Tom baker at Future Disc & Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound -All songs written and arranged by Pantera -Backing vocals here and there by Dimebag, Rex, and Vinnie -Seth Putnam does additional screams on TGSTK, War Nerve, Suicide Note Pt. 2 -Big Ross: keyboards on Suicide Note Pt. 1 and Living Through Me (Hell’s Wrath) -Album art direction & Design: “Wild” Jim deBarros -Design Assistance: david Manteau -Photo Illustrations: Exum -Cover Photo courtesy of Zig Leszczynski

Lyrics: [toggle title=”1. The Great Southern Trendkill”]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

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

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[/toggle] [toggle title=”2. 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

[Pre]

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

[Pre] [Chorus]

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=”3. Drag The Waters”]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

Drag the waters some more Like never before

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

Drag the waters some more Like never before

In with it, out with it [/toggle] [toggle title=”4. 10’s”]My skin is cold, Transfusion with somebody Morose and old, Drop into fruitless dying

It was tempting and bared, The whoring angel rising Now burning prayers, My silent time of losing

My foes – they can’t destroy my body Colliding slow, like life itself

Long for the blur, We cannot dry much longer Cement to dirt, Disgusted with my cheapness

My foes – they can’t destroy my body Colliding slow, like life itself

Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver) [/toggle] [toggle title=”5. 13 Steps To Nowhere”]Whores Your windows boarded up, Your private lives exposed The talk shows 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)

Whores

A backwards swastika, The black skin riddled in lead A Nazi Gangster Jew, It beats a dog that’s dead

It’s in to use the slang, Outbreak of gun roulette The cross slants to the side, Will prove the damnedest yet

13 Steps – Leads to nowhere

The backlash dislocates, 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

13 Steps[/toggle] [toggle title=”6. Suicide Note Pt. I”]Cheap cocaine, a dry inhale, the pills that kill and take the pain away Diet of life, shelter without, the face that cannot see inside yours and mine

[Pre] When I’m hiding, when I need it, it lets me breathe, for our handle on this life, I don’t believe this time

[Chorus] Would you look at me now? Can you tell I’m a man? With these scars on my wrists To prove I’ll try again Try to die again, try to live through this night Try to die again…..

Forever fooling, free and using,sliding down the slide that breaks a will Mothers angel, getting smarter, how smart are you to regress unfulfilled? It’s a damn shame, but who’s to blame?

[Pre] [Chorus][/toggle] [toggle title=”7. 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

[Chorus]

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=”8. Living Through Me (Hells’ Wrath)”]I cannot take the take, your condition was nod awake A selfish cryer, boldface liar, robbing all of what you could take in

Stabbed towards a death, a dirty smelling girl Shit decisions, no provisions, filling veins with juice of chaos

[Chorus] Painted face, olive drab, swollen hole, empty bag, sunken eyes, whining dog, it’s times like this you should pray for never

I broke your fucking mold then threw away the cast, new religion and new provisions, it’s amazing you’re alive

Drop the needle and stop what you’re changing into Erase the end dissolving, disgrace is needed more

So I mended severed ties, through flesh we cauterized the undeserving, sliming, writhing, I filled you up with watered promise

[Chorus]

[Chorus #2] Spitting teeth, oral lust, alley fuck, angel dust, anal whore, bleeding knees, it’s times like this to pray for murder So now I’ve seen it all, Hells’ wrath, no man has greater glory, cause now you’re living through me

So I’m done with saving you, a gift unto myself, a tired savior, a wasted favor, and I’m lucky I’m alive

I broke your fucking mold then threw away the cast

[Chorus] [Chorus #2][/toggle] [toggle title=”9. Floods”]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 Cold hearted world

Your language unheard of, the vast sound of tuning out The rash of negativity is seen one sid edly,

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 Cold hearted world And at night they might bait the pentagram Extinguishing the sun Wash away man, take him with the floods[/toggle] [toggle title=”10. The Underground In America”]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[/toggle] [toggle title=”11. (Reprise) 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 fucken 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]