System Of A Down - Radio/Video

La lie lie lie lie lie

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the radio

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the video

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the radio

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the video

With Danny and Lisa

They take me away from, take me away from

The strangest places, the strangest places, oh

Sweet Danny and Lisa, sweet Danny and Lisa

They take me away from, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

They take me away from, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

The strangest places, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

Sweet Danny and Lisa, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

They take me away from

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the radio

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the video

With Danny and Lisa

They take me away from, take me away from

The strangest places, the strangest places, oh

Sweet Danny and Lisa, sweet Danny and Lisa

They take me away from, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

They take me away from, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

The strangest places, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

Sweet Danny and Lisa, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

They take me away from

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the radio

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the video

With Danny and Lisa

They take me away from

The strangest places

Sweet Danny and Lisa

La la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la

La la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la

La la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la

La la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la

Na na na na na na na na na, ah

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the radio

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the video, ooh

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the radio

Hey, man, look at me rockin' out, I'm on the video

With Danny and Lisa

System Of A Down - Lost In Hollywood

I'll wait here,
You're crazy,
Those vicious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They find you,
Two-time you,
Say you're the best they've ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.

I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.

I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

Phony people come to pray,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phony people come to pray.

(The lines in the letter said, "We have gone to Hackensack")
Look at all of them beg to stay

Phony people come to pray.

All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.

System Of A Down - Cigaro

My cock is much bigger than yours,
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more.

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

My shit stinks much better than yours,
My shit stinks right down to the floor.
With a feeling so pure,
It's got you coming back for more.

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

Can't you see that I love my cock?
Can't you see that you love my cock?
Can't you see that we love my cock?

We're the regulators that de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate
We're the propagators of all genocide
Burning through the world's resources, then we turn and hide

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

We're the regulators that de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

My cock is much bigger than yours,
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more!

System Of A Down - B.Y.O.B.

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