The AlgoRhythmz - The Land of Extreme (Official Lyric Video)

Описание: Song: The Land of Extreme
Artist: The AlgoRhythmz

A high-impact punk tribute to 90s hardcore wrestling and the raw chaos of the underground scene.
It honors the grit, blood, and heart of a movement that corporations later sanitized and sold back clean.
Loud, nostalgic, and unapologetic, this one chants for the rebels of the ring.

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Bio:
The AlgoRhythmz are a shameless A.I. band created by generative artist Ronnie Paul Boyer. We make A.I. tracks built like spiritual napalm. Algorithmic rebellion with a groove. If you want music that shatters illusions and melts programming, welcome to the machine. We're The AlgoRhythmz.

Lyrics:
Low lights buzzing in a bingo hall
Blood on the walls, feel it when they fall
Bingo cards traded in for blood and pride
No safety nets, only heart inside
Philly nights, and concrete dreams
Ringside chaos, and busted seams
No gold towers, no velvet screens
Just blood, guts and three letter screams

Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh
Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

Hammerstein ballroom, New York fire
Electric Crowds that never tire
Flaming tables wrapped in barbed-wire
Thumbtacks poking outta the pyre
They had no money, just balls and heart
Every night, tore the rules apart
They bled so others could steal the art
And sell it clean like it was theirs to start

Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

They took the look, they took the sound
They took the slot, they burned it down
They stole the soul, then killed the dream
Then sold it back to us unclean
They cashed the checks, they killed the flame
They changed the rules, but kept the name
But you still hear it, in the crowds
Three damn letters — chant ’em loud

Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh
Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh

I only saw through tapes and screens
Late-night TV, grainy dreams
Wish I stood in that rabid crowd
Lost my voice, screamed it loud
But even now, you feel that spark
From bingo halls to car lots dark
They lit a fire we still defend
Hardcore marks until the end

Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh
Take me back to that nineties scene
Philadelphia was the place to be
Best damn wrestling you’ve ever seen
I wanna go back to the Land of Extreme
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Credits:
Produced by: The AlgoRhythmz
Generated by: Ronnie Paul Boyer

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