Title: The Underground In America
Subtitle:
Artist: Pantera
Album: The Great Southern Trendkill
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Tempo: 90 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 85

Lyric

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
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

The trend is dead!