The Great Southern Trendkill — текст песни (Pantera)

It`s wearing on my mind, I`m speaking all my doubts aloudYou
rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did createIf I
hit bottom and everythings goneIn the great Mississippi, please
drown me and runIt`s digging time again, you`re nurturing the
weakest trendThose with the heart and the brain to get past thisCan
spot a pathetic without even askingFuck your magazine, and fuck
the long dead plastic scenePierce a new hole, if Hell was in
you`d give your soul
Chorus:The great southern trendkillThat`s right,The great southern
trendkill
Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floorYou look just like
a star, it`s proof you don`t know who you areIt`s bullshit time
again, you`ll save the world within your trendPolitically relieved,
you`re product sold and well receivedThe right words spoken gold,
if I was God you`d sell your soul to...
Chorus