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PRO-PAIN LYRICS
"Best of Pro-Pain" (1998 Best of/Compilation)
1. Take It Back (The Lost Track)
2. Make War (Not Love)
3. Foul Taste Of Freedom
4. The Truth Hurts
5. Death On The Dance Floor
6. Switchblade Knife
7. Murder 101
8. Put The Lights Out
9. Johnny Black
10. Denial
11. Pound For Pound
12. State Of Mind (live)
13. Shine (live)
14. Crush (live)
1. Take It Back (The Lost Track)
2. Make War (Not Love)
I'm an open wound
I can feel lt In my gut
I lie face down In my excrement and try to belly up
Unilke a fish I can't swim against the tide
So i keep my head above water and try to thumb a ride
Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall
The rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall
Destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove
AND MAKE WAR NOT LOVE
lf i were a broken back and you were a brace
would you let me lay down and die here or put me back in place
Like the lamb, too submissive and nice
you were easy prey for the wolf pack who made you pay the price
Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall
the rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall
destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove
and make war not love
3. Foul Taste Of Freedom
young, dumb and helpless - in the states
you say you ain't got no money - i can relate
i lost my job and my house and my - piece of mind
we're in the deepest depression of - modern time
a thousand points of light shinin' - in my face
eyes are blinded by a can of replublican mace
shinin' seas of starving people are the - unemployed
stars and stripes are rubber checks - null and void
we are the red, white and blue that you bleed
we have the right to survive and succeed
worthless and weak is "be all you can be"
democracy leaves a foul taste of freedom in me
budget cuts and tax hikes - crush the land
of plenty, see the weak die by gods hand
if you're proud of your country then you're probably rich
buf if you're fed up you better piss, moan and bitch
yankee doodle dickweed went to town
apple pie and chevrolet shot him down
a patriotic, fatheaded, sucker, freak
is proud to serve the country that had served him weak...
4. The Truth Hurts
Put on yout hat and coat and take
A walk down the street
I think you're bound to be surprised
By all the bodies you meet
The bowels of the melting pot
Wreeks of shit
While a guy does your windows
With a sponge and his spit
The whores on the highway try to forget
That they jeopardized the lives of the guys they met
Some will shoot you up and stuff
You down a drain pipe hole
Cause they wouldn't touch your body
With a ten foot pole
Stick em up, stick em up, empty the drawer
Said the banger to the owner of the liquor store
I was purchasing some wine
When I heard the pops and a patron started screaming
"Someone call the cops"
The cops were called, and we were told to wait
But the death toll rose because the cops were late
The banger ran out,and he was gone in a flash
He got away with the murder,
And out with the cash
The truth hurts, the truth hurts,
And fairy tales are written like a book
The truth hurts, the truth hurts
Just open your eyes and take a look, son
Let's take a little trip to the lower side
There's a junkie in a place where the freaks reside
He shoots the shit, and gets the rent paid free
With government checks and lots ofAZT
He sees his kids about once a week
And his wife's on her death bed as we speak
She prays for little ones everyday
But the boy is infected and the girl's O.K.
Jackin' in the city while the city sleeps
You play lor fun and they play for keeps
There's a thief in the hood just waitin to pop
And a kid in a Cadillac tryin to cop
Herb and couple vials of coke
And he don't sweat it out cause the fine's a joke
In a matter of time it was a real done deal
It's back to the burbs because the shit ain't real
But the truth hurts, the truth hurts,
And fairy tales are written like a book
The truth hurts, the truth hurts,
just open your eyes and take a look, son
5. Death On The Dance Floor
listen to the sound of the underground
your ears start to deafen your head begins to pound
the crowd starts to move as the earth begins to quake
your spine starts to give as your back begins to break
death on the dance floor - they deaded for the side
the doors in the place - wouldn't open wide
500 black boots steppin' on your face
and blood everwhere from the panic in the place
there was death on the dance floor
when we came to town
there was death on the dance floor
from the heavy connection of the pro-pain sound
a crazy motherfucker went and pulled a knife
you know he's gonna cut ya till you're scarred for life
bangin' and screamin' you were kickin' the door
but nobody listened till you screamed for more
throbbin' like a heartbeat beats like a drum
the band kept playin' till their limbs went numb
the fists in the air - they were thrashin' about
till someone pulled the plug and the lights went out
6. Switchblade Knife
Rise and shine, get out of bed
And I'm a warmachine again
Beat my meat a few times and
I am feeling mean my friend
Me, myself and I'm coming
It's best to watch your back
You are mine and I'm gunnin'
I swear I'll beat you black
I'm gonna get you and leave you for dead
And I'm gonna beat you with a blow to the head
You'll never forget me for the rest of my life
Cause I am gonna cut you like a switchblade knife
Feed the fire cause I'm waiting
My fist will break your face
Find your house and I'll take it and ransack the place
Fear itself is still looking to shut you up for good
It's your life and I'll take it
I'd kill you if I could
Strange thoughts are going out of my brain
Standing naked with a knife in the rain
Got my fix, now I'm feeling alright
New York's so pretty at this time of night
7. Murder 101
to keep the fire burnin' you must feed the flame
and this flame is burnin' fast
the drug lords are yearnin' for you give them your name
first, middle initial, last
"my job sucks" you say it's like doin' time
"i feel like such a jerk"
but 500 bucks a day are better than nine
dollars for two hours work
so get out your pen and paper, better start taking notes
get a lecture from the devil, he's about to take your coat
and when the class is over, if you pass you get your gun
nothing's ever sacred here in murder 101
a cold blooded kill is my final exam
if he's dead i pass
my bones start to chill and my nerves start to jam
i pump three more slugs in his chest
wake me up tomorrow and i'll show you no remorse
to prove that i'm a man
the absentee was sorrow who is sure to flunk the course
who witnessed the violence and ran
8. Put The Lights Out
Bout time you showed up
I was just about to count you out for giving up
When we were young we talked about the same things
Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating
We sure knew how to ride a crowd
The cops showed up because the music was loud,
but that's what being sixteen was all about
Step into the ring and swing and put the lights out
Six hundred rushed the stage
The crowd in a frenzy the band in a rage
Kick a little homage just for the old times
To spread the gospel and bust out a new rhyme
Gotta wonder what's next for the encore
Maybe some hip hop maybe something hardcore
Toughen up enough to throw your body out
Everbody move and put the lights out
Whe reap the pros in pain
A shock for the body and food for the brain
Power to the people who shook the cage
Read the fine print and turned the page
I'll make you ponder the thought succes
Could be a quality you possess
Get off your ass, don't be a burnout
Step into the thick of things and
Put the lights out
9. Johnny Black
here's a story 'bout an american man
who's always used to doin' things the best that he can
he's got his wife, he's got his kids by his side
you know he'd rather fuck you up then swallow his pride
he's got his favorite band tattooed on his back
we'll call him johnny, and johnny wore black
dropped out of school because he loved the guitar
we used to check him out at all the clubs and the bars
he'd rather die on the outside, fight from within
when everything was said and done he knew he would win
he called the shots - and straddled the line
we knew he was lost all the time
(johnny black)
the years had passed us and the crowd moved on
we hadn't seen or heard from him in oh so long
we never even thought to pick up the phone
or to take the time to see if johnny was home
he had a motorcycle parked in the yard
which was always there for cruisin' when the times were hard
he never had a need to follow the mass
and he was all by himself as he stepped on the gas
10. Denial
Born in '65 A bouncing baby boy
A million dollar smile A brand new box of toys
Every mothers dream An innocent child to hold
Untarnished by humanity bright naive yet bold
School came he tearned the meaning of joy, pain,
misfortune and gain He'd ask questions about sex and life
like - why is daddy messing with his ex-wife?
Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial
Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial
Peer pressure took Control of his life one day
What good he a left in his heart was stripped away
His parents got divorced left him out in the corld
Funny how we get so bitter as we grow old
The boy cried his girl by his side
She's bold and bright, naive, uptight
someday he'd like to tie the knot
But the inner self remembers all that time forgot
11. Pound For Pound
o.k. - let's get it out - enough with the small talk
i can count your lies like cracks on the sidewalk
same old stories of when we used to hang out
down with the crowd we had the whole gain out
nothin' to do with the boys in the crew
we knew we had to start something with you
so we took you down to the ground with a round
pound for pound another win for the hometown
like this:mind over fist and fist over your face
i'll chase you down like the cheese in a rat race
soon you'll regret you ever deceived me -
crush your body like bugs on a t.v.
rhythm of the streets stained with your bloodshed
the hammer of the gods hangs over my head
shoot you down to the ground with a round
pound for pound - let's hear it for the hometown
my god:pray for the city, a moment of silence
let's overcome the guns and the violence
if we give the youth the keys to the mainstream
they won't have to waste their life in a daydream
why? is the question - drugs are the answer
kills in a serial - spreads like a cancer
shoot you down to the ground with a round
pound for pound, yes, grim is the hometown
12. State Of Mind (live)
Sold to the highest bidder
How does it feel to be meat
Hard as nails like a psycho killer
Runnin' around as if you're oh so street
Well it's time to check yourself
Cause if they find you out they'll
Drop your ass on the damn shelf
Just another corporate tool
Gonna show you why it pays to be genuine fool
Bite the black sheep and emulate
Messages that they create
Our nation is fueled by hate
The decimation of a facist state
Same as it ever was, or maybe not
Sick enough to make your head spin around
Or get your ass shot
I think it's time we made some noise
Drop bombs
Seperate men from boys cause
Independence is king and
Anything else don't mean a god damn thing
13. Shine (live)
Burn the bridge
And severe all ties to the right
Kiss the kids
Cause daddy's gone off to fight
Brace yourself
For the search and seizure of the land
We'll spread the wealth
And finally gain the upper hand
In death and taxes
God we trust
E.Pluribus unum shine
I rust
Hang 'em high
And don't cut em' down till you're told
We're justified
In taking back what they stole
Mad as hell
We desecrate in disgrace
Dry, the well
You kick the dirt in my face
In death and taxes
God we trust
E.Pluribus unum shine
I rust
14. Crush (live)
25 bucks and a bottle of wine
The pressures on but I feel fine
I crawl into a hole for a couple of days
This God sure works in mysterious ways
Heart has been racing
Since I was a boy
And I too bleed red
Gonna crush kill destroy
Paralyze me with a mind charade
I took a wrong turn at the freak parade
If less means more then more means less
I'm just a little white pawn in a game of chess
Call me crazy
I call it a ploy
Still water runs deep
Gonna crush kill destroy
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