Текст песни:

Nanananana...
Nanananana...
Hey you, see me
Pictures crazy
All the world I′ve seen before me passing by
I′ve got, nothing
To gain, to loose
All the world I′ve seen before me passing by
(Chorus)
You don′t care about how I feel
I don′t feel it anymore
You don′t care about how I feel
I don′t feel it anymore
You don′t care about how I feel
I don′t feel it anymore
You don′t care about how I feel
I don′t feel it anymore
Anymore, Nanananana...
Hey you, are me
Not so pretty
All the world I′ve seen before me passing by
Silent my voice
I′ve got no choice
All the world I′ve seen before me passing by
[Chorus]
I don′t see (Anymore!)
I don′t hear (Anymore!)
I don′t speak (Anymore!)
I don′t feel
Nanananana...
Nanananana...
Hey you, see me
Pictures crazy
All the world I′ve seen before me passing by
I′ve got, nothing
To gain, to loose
All the world I′ve seen before me passing by
[Chorus]
I don′t sleep (Anymore!)
I don′t eat (Anymore!)
I don′t live (Anymore!)
I don′t feel (Anymore!)

@ System Of A Down

Текст песни:

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?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor

@ System Of A Down

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I′ve been walking through your streets,
Where all your money′s earning,
Where all your building′s crying
And clueless neckties working,
Revolving fake lawn houses,
Housing all your fears,
Desensitized by TV,
Overbearing advertising,
God of consumerism,
And all your crooked pictures
Looking good, mirrorism,
Filtering information,
For the public eye,
Designed for profiteering,
Your neighbor, what a guy.
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
Every time you drop the bomb
You kill the god your child has born
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
Modern globalization,
Coupled with condemnations,
Unnecessary death,
Matador corporations,
Puppeting your frustrations,
With the blinded flag,
Manufacturing consent,
Is the name of the game,
The bottom line is money,
Nobody gives a fuck.
4000 hungry children leave us per hour,
From starvation,
While billions are spent on bombs,
Creating death showers.
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
Every time you drop the bomb
You kill the god your child has born
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
Why must we kill our own kind?
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
Every time you drop a bomb
You kill the god your child has born
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
Every time you drop the bomb

@ System Of A Down

Текст песни:

The ballgame′s in the refridgerator
Door is closed...
Lights are out...
THE BUTTER′S GETTING HARD!!!!!
What a splendid pie
Pizza-pizza pie!
Every minute, every second buy, buy, buy, buy, buy!
What a splendid pie
Pizza-pizza pie.
Every minute every second buy, buy, buy, buy, buy.
Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms olives, chives.
Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms olives, chives.
Need. Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes, need.
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes need.
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
What is left to buy?!!
It′s a pizza pie!
Every minute, every second buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy!
What a splendid pie
Pizza-pizza pie.
Every minute every second buy, buy, buy, buy, buy.
Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms olives, chives.
Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms olives, chives.
Need. Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes, need.
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes need.
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Need. Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Need. Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
Advertising′s got you on the run...
What a splendid pie
Pizza-pizza pie!
Every minute, every second buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy!
What a splendid pie
Pizza-pizza pie.
Every minute every second buy, buy, buy, buy, buy.
Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms olives, chives.
Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms olives, chives.
Need. Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes, need.
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes need.
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes...
Therapy, therapy.
Advertising causes need!

@ System Of A Down

Текст песни:

Wake up! (Wake up!..)
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup!..),
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup!..)
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup!..)
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don′t 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 a little (makeup!..),
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup!..)
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup!..)
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don′t think you trust
in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die... Die!

Father,
Father,
Father,
Father,
Father,

Into your hands I commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,

Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,

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

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May I please remain in this space,
For darts screach by my desires,
May I please remain in this space,
For darts screach by my desires,

Art thou not human man (x 8)
Not human man art thou

Life threatening lifestyles,
A hitman, a nun, lovers,
Life threatening lifestyles,
A hitman, a nun, lovers,

Art thou not human man (x 8)
Not human man art thou

Clock men for they will fail,
Fear not the gods that come from the sky,
Long not for the one who′ve lost their way,

Arise as did the gods ninti,
Arise as did the gods ninti,
Arise as did the gods ninti, and ishkur, ishkur.

@ System Of A Down

Текст песни:

Round, round
Circumventing circuses lamenting in protest
To visible police, presence sponsored fear
Battalions of riot police, with rubber bullet kisses
Baton courtesy, service with a smile
Beyond the Staples Center, you can see America
With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace
Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality (nana nana na)
Of plastic existence
Pushing little children
With their fully automatics
They like to push the weak around [x2]
Round, round
A rush of words, pleading to disperse
Upon your naked walls, alive
A political call, the fall guy accord
We can′t afford to be neutral on a moving train
Beyond the Staples Center, you can see America
With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace
Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality (nana, nana, na)
Of plastic existence
Pushing little children
With their fully automatics
They like to push the weak around [x2]
Push them around...
A deer dance
Invitation to peace
War staring you in the face
Dressed in black
With a helmet, fierce
Trained and appropriate for the malcontents,
For the disproportioned malcontents
The little boy smiled, it′ll all be well
And say the little boy smiled, it′ll all be well
Pushing little children,
With the fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around [x3]
Push the weak around
Push the weak around
Push the weak around
They like to push the weak around.

@ System Of A Down

Текст песни:

Plagiarized existence exist,
Among the writers of the word,
Shake your spear at Shakespeare,
Shake your spear at Shakespeare,

Loud and noisy,
Strong refrigerators,
Gaining independence,
Gaining independence,

Stupid people do stupid things,
Smart people outsmart each other,
Then themselves, then themselves,
Then themselves, then themselves,

Take me down there,
Photographic relapse,
People feeding frenzy,
The devil is so lovely,

(Operatic)

My blue moon rivets in exits,
Forewarned customary spirits,
By myself, by myself,
By myself, by myself,

Take me down there,
Photographic relapse,
People feeding frenzy,
The devil is so lovely,

Take me down there,
Photographic relapse,
People feeding frenzy,
The devil is so lovely.

@ System Of A Down

Текст песни:

For today we will take the body parts and put them on the wall
For treated indigenously, digenously
Human right is private blue chip, pry
We′re the prophetic generation of bottled water, bottled water
Causing poor populations to die, to die, to die (For treated
indigenously, digenously) (Human right is private blue chip, pry)
You, you went beyond and you lost it all Why did you go there From
beyond you saw it all why did you
We lost consumer confidence in casual karma, casual karma
Confetti, camouflage, camouflage, the flage, the flage
(For treated indigenously, digenously)
(Human right is private blue chip, pry)
We′re the prophetic generation of bottled water, bottled water
Causing poor populations to die, to die, to die
(For treated indigenously, digenously)
(Human right is private blue chip, pry)
You, you went beyond and you lost it all Why did you go there From
beyond you saw it all why did you go there
She lost her mind
Someone kicked her into the back of the line
She lost her head
When they called and they said that they thought he was dead
Dreaming of screaming
Someone kick me out of my mind
I hate these thoughts I can′t deny
Dreaming of screaming
Someone kick me out of my mind
I hate these thoughts I can′t de--
We lost consumer confidence in casual karma, casual karma
Confetti, camouflage, camouflage, the flage, the flage (For treated
indigenously, digenously) (Human right is private blue chip, pry)
We′re the prophetic generation of bottled water, bottled water
Causing poor populations to die, to die, to die
(For treated indigenously, digenously)
(Human right is private blue chip, pry)
You, you went beyond and you lost it all Why did you go there From
beyond you saw it all why did you
Dreaming of screaming
Someone kick me out of my mind
I hate these thoughts I can′t deny
Dreaming of screaming
Someone kick me out of my mind
I hate these thoughts I can′t deny
You will take the body parts and put them up on the wall And bring the
dark disaster

@ System Of A Down