What happens when you join the mosh pit
Strych-Nine
Heath - Vocals, rhythm guitar
Stevie G - bass
J-Bone - lead guitar
Russ Lange - drums
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After a stint in the "pit" the singer wrote this song. (He was also a wrestler)
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Fun in Violence
Copyright 2001
Lyrics by: H. Alex
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Slamming in the pit seems like fun in violence
Because you always get hit
When you go down and you hit the ground,
You get up and look for revenge
It seems to change though the songs stay the same,
Recognize the faces that I know
I’m making my way through the crowd to the pit,
The pit a of a hardcore show
Sometimes I think that I’ll get by
The more that I swing my fists
I look at the people who just stand by,
They don’t know what they missed
They don’t know what they missed
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Slamming in the pit seems like fun in violence,
It’s something I like to do
When I go down and I hit the ground,
I get up looking for you
Tattoos spread like wildfire
Across the angry youth
Slamming in the pit having fun in violence
Is the east-coast hardcore truth
Sometimes I think that I’ll get by
The more that I swing my fists
I look at the people who just stand by,
They don’t know what they missed
They don’t know what they missed
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its fun in violence, straight outta the pit
Its fun in violence, straight outta the pit
Its fun in violence, straight outta the pit
Slamming in the pit seems like fun in violence,
It’s been a thing since age 13
To make crowd get mad and loud,
If you know what I mean
So slam real hard and show me what you got,
You can run but you can’t hide
Let’s go down to the all-ages show
And represent east-coast pride
Sometimes I think that I’ll get by
The more that I swing my fists
I look at the people who just stand by,
Tthey don’t know what they missed
They don’t know what they missed
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
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