The Great Southern Trendkill

[Verse 1]

It's wearing on my mind

I'm speaking all my doubts aloud

You rob a dead man's grave

Then flaunt it like you did create

Digging time again

You're nurturing the weakest trend

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

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 everything's gone in the great Mississippi, please drown me and run

It's bullshit time again

You're nurturing the weakest trend

Politically relieved

Your product sold and well received

The right words spun in gold

If I was God, you'd sell your soul to

The Great Southern Trendkill

The Great Southern Trendkill!

Let's do this 80's style

In these times of confusion and sin

We must redeem our human ways

This force that fights to live will fight 'til it dies

And rise again to save the day

We all

Rock

Rock the world

We all

Rock

Rock the world (Goodbye)

We all (Goodbye)

Rock

Rock the world (Goodbye)

(Goodbye) We all

Rock (Goodbye)

Rock the world (Goodbye)