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 If I hit bottom and everything's 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] To the Great Southern Trendkill That's right The Great Southern Trendkill Fuck yeah [Verse 2] 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'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 Your product sold and well received The right words spoken gold If I was God, you'd sell your soul [Chorus] To the Great Southern Trendkill That's right The Great Southern Trendkill Fuck yeah Huh [Outro] Let's put this in southern style [Guitar Breakdown: Dimebag Darrell]