system of a down

SYSTEM OF A DOWN - B.Y.O.B. (MESMERIZE)

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by barbaras, with pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious kneel,
With brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
and hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
la la la la la la la la la la, oooh!
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

kneeling roses disappearing,
into Moses’ dry mouth,
breaking into Fort Knox,
stealing our intentions,
hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la la, oooh!
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the f**k are you?
….. Yeah
Where the f**k are you?
Where the f**k are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
into Moses’ dry mouth,
breaking into Fort Knox,
stealing our intentions,
hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
la la la la la la la la la la, oooh!
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]

SYSTEM OF A DOWN - CHOP SUEY! (UNKNOWN)

wake up
(wake up)
Grab a brush and put on a little make up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
There you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
I dont think you trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die (die)
Wake up
(wake up)
Grab a brush and put on a little make up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
There you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table
I dont think you trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
Father father father father
Father into your hand i comend my spirit
Father into your hand why have you forsaken me in your eyes
Forsaken me in your thoughts
Forsaken me in your heart
Forsaken me ohh
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die.

SYSTEM OF A DOWN - TOXICITY (TOXICITY)

Conversion
Software version 7.0
Looking at life through
The eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as
A past time activity
The toxicity of our city
Of our city

New, what do you
Own the world?
How do you own
Disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere
Between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between
The sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder

More wood for their fires
Loud neighbours
Flashlight reveries
Caught in the
Headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as
A past time activity
The toxicity of our city
Of our city

New, what do you
Own the world?
How do you own
Disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere
Between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between
The sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder

New, what do you
Own the world?
How do you own
Disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere
Between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between
The sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder

When I became the sun
I shone life into
The man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into
The man's hearts.