B.Y.O.B.

System Of a Down

Why do they always send the poor?

Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals

Marching forward hypocritic and
Hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

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

Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

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
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation

Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuck are you?

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?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions

Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

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 sun

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?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

They always send the poor
They always send the poor

Telling lies right into your face
Grab your soul and make a disgrace
Make you believe you´re bigger than life
No one cares if you´ll live or die

Waiting for the moment to strike
To take possession to take your heart
Turn your part into a farse
Without respect, without regret

Cut-thoat - cut-throat
Cut-throat
Cut-thoat - cut-throat
Cut-throat

You promise this and promise that
Deep inside nothin at all
In a war of filth and greed
We don´t need this kind of shit

All I say that will survive
We know what´s true, we know what´s right
We´re going through this till the end
And I know you´re not my friend

Cut-thoat - cut-throat
Cut-throat
Cut-thoat - cut-throat
Cut-throat
Fuck!

To give in - no fucking way
To give in - no way

So don´t tell us it can´t be done
Putting down what you don´t know
Money isn´t our god
Integrity will free our soul

Enslavement pathetic
Ignorant corporations

Cut-throat - cut-throat
Cut-throat
Cut-thoat - cut-throat
Cut-throat

Perguntei a um sábio,
a diferença que havia
entre amor e amizade,
ele me disse essa verdade...
O Amor é mais sensível,
a Amizade mais segura.
O Amor nos dá asas,
a Amizade o chão.
No Amor há mais carinho,
na Amizade compreensão.
O Amor é plantado
e com carinho cultivado,
a Amizade vem faceira,
e com troca de alegria e tristeza,
torna-se uma grande e querida
companheira.
Mas quando o Amor é sincero
ele vem com um grande amigo,
e quando a Amizade é concreta,
ela é cheia de amor e carinho.
Quando se tem um amigo
ou uma grande paixão,
ambos sentimentos coexistem
dentro do seu coração.