In 1996 they released the Devin Townsend produced Pigwalk alongside new bassist Corey Lowery and drummer Bud Fontseré. Their fame was minimal until the release of their 3rd album, Rising. The album sold over 50,000 copies and remained Century Media's highest selling album until 2004, when Lacuna Coil's 5th album Comalies broke that record. The band's love for professional wrestling was especially exhibited through this album, as World Championship Wrestling's U.S. Heavyweight Championship belt was prominently featured on the cover. Also, the video for the song "Rising" featured then-WCW stars Diamond Dallas Page and Raven.
Despite critical praise and good sales of their follow-up albums, Stuck Mojo broke up in 2001 but continued to perform New Year's Eve reunion shows every year at the Masquerade Club in Atlanta. Bonz later joined the bands 420 Monks and Dead Gospel. Ward, Fontseré, and former bassist Dan Dryden joined WWE wrestler Chris Jericho's band Fozzy and another band called Sick speed, and Corey Lowery joined Life Of Agony, Stereomud, and Dark New Day. Rich Ward released a solo album under the name "The Duke" on May 3, 2005. Stuck Mojo are considered pioneers of the nu-metal subgenre, and are considered an influence by many popular nu-metal groups. In 2005, Stuck Mojo reunited, with Bonz, Ward, and Fontseré back in the lineup, with new bassist Sean Delson replacing Dan Dryden. Current plans include a new album, titled "Southern Born Killers", as well as a full-scale tour. Fontsere has since left and been replaced by Eric Sanders along with frontman Bonz being replaced by Lord Nelson.
Their latest album, "Southern Born Killers", has been released for free legal download from their official site.
Trick
Stuck Mojo Lyrics
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Lame your excuse, here take the noose, no use, no spine,
Your trickin' everytime tipping around those thoughts that are really on your mind,
But we got that cookie cutter going on.
Green machine stealing your dreams, selling yourself short to grab the quick cream.
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine,
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
No.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again!
Let me see.
Conspiracy you step to me then challenge I manage to separate the facts from emotion,
I get the notion you got a dose of the potion.
In the backseat of the pimpmobile you adapted your style for mass appeal,
Sign your name and let's close the deal.
Like Ned Flanders' running hell, excuse me while I curse the fools you failed!
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine,
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
No.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again!
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine,
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
No.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again!
The lyrics of "Trick" by Stuck Mojo make a powerful statement about the music industry - calling out the industry's tendency to favor mainstream, mass-appeal artists while disregarding talented musicians who may not fit that mold. The song is addressing an individual who is "tricking" everyone by pretending to be something they are not and sacrificing their artistic integrity for fame and quick success. The lyrics express the singer's unwillingness to conform to these standards and be "tricked" into compromising their values for popularity.
The first verse speaks directly to the person who is disregarding the singer's talent based on their level of fame. Despite this, the singer refuses to give in and compromise their artistic expression. The second verse highlights the singer's ability to see through the facade of the industry and recognize those who have sold out for success. The repeated chorus emphasizes the singer's defiance and the resolution to not be tricked again.
Musically, "Trick" is an aggressive, heavy metal song with prominent guitar riffs and a driving beat. The intensity of the music adds to the power of the lyrics and the overall message of refusing to conform to industry standards.
Line by Line Meaning
So you're leaving me out of your reindeer games 'cause don't have quite enough fame.
You're excluding me from your activities because I'm not popular enough.
Lame your excuse, here take the noose, no use, no spine,
Your excuse is weak, and it's pointless to argue with you.
Your trickin' everytime tipping around those thoughts that are really on your mind,
You're always trying to deceive me by hiding your true thoughts and intentions.
But we got that cookie cutter going on.
We are all conforming to the same boring and unoriginal lifestyle.
Green machine stealing your dreams, selling yourself short to grab the quick cream.
The corrupt and powerful are taking advantage of you, and you're sacrificing your aspirations for quick profit.
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine,
You're trying to rebel but don't realize that you're still part of the oppressive system.
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine.
I refuse to conform to your lifestyle or follow your expectations.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
No.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again.
Trick!
I won't be tricked again!
I will not allow myself to be deceived again.
Conspiracy you step to me then challenge I manage to separate the facts from emotion,
When you accuse me without reason, I am able to think logically and differentiate truth from feelings.
I get the notion you got a dose of the potion.
I understand that you have been influenced by something irrational or illogical.
In the backseat of the pimpmobile you adapted your style for mass appeal,
You've sacrificed your individuality to fit in with popular culture and standards.
Sign your name and let's close the deal.
You're willing to sign away your identity and values to achieve success or acceptance.
Like Ned Flanders' running hell, excuse me while I curse the fools you failed!
I'm frustrated with your narrow-mindedness and inability to recognize genuine merit.
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Written by: RICHARD PARK WARD, THERON GERROD ARCHIE
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