In the Wake of Determination - Meathead lyrics


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Drop the tailgate,
drop the tailgate,
fuck the jailbait,
drop the water-weight.
Roll the sleeves up double XL lets go.
(malice and muscle)
Rock the dance floor, rock the dance floor,
throw the punch man,
get what you paid for.
Toss a kid like a spiral football throw.

(chorus)
We know (we know!)
You're throwing punches to prove yourself,
and its all for show,
but your not impressing me.
This life was built on heart and soul and it doesn't mean a thing to you.
but its all we know.

What's the game plan?
What's the game plan?
Prove to them
your built like a real man.
Flex your ego and dominate the show
(jock manifesto)
No discretion, no progression,
open floor unchecked aggression.
You're the ounch-line to the pathetic joke.

(chorus)

But it's all we know...(x2)


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