| Pantera
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| Miscellaneous
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| The Underground America
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| Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
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| A common affair for the ones who are juiced
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| If it is weakness that grants us the power
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| We thrive on what’s stronger than most of the world
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| Glass breaks/the dimming lights/sweat, heat and profane debate/
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| the smart ones stay on the outside/while drunken heads and
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| arms erupt/centered man swings a punch, spits a tooth, postures
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| odd/a punk rock escapade/five bucks a head to be king dick in the crowd
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| We are the ones who must sport the position
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| cheap beer/trendy clicks/lesbian love is accepted and right/
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| shaved heads meet hair in the mix/blending the 80's and 90's
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| with hate
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| Shows on/dates canceled/kicked out for reasons that seem so
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| unfair/skin crusts against the cops/a foregone conclusion that’s
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| tired and beat
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| Ringworm, crabs and lice/V.D. |
| ecstasy, speed and horse/a
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| heaven/of unmatched importance/an honor of sex to be stuck by the
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| punk
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| Rich homes/with money and food/abandoned for the bums on the
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| street/a lifestyle that’s unexplainable/don't try and save what is
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| all meant to be
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| If it is free/from (a) family that’s seen/you can just keep it
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| if you must beg/it's better instead/you must follow the etiquette
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| You know when it rains you’re in your bed at home
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| You act so real when you are alone
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| You better not let the mohawked crowd see
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| Give it five years, you’ll retire your piercings
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| You must admit that you mimic the weaklings |