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

"B.Y.O.B. (Bring your own bombs)" lyrics

B.Y.O.B. (Bring your own bombs)

Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious Victorias kneel
For brand new spanking deals
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth

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 table cloth

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?

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

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

They only send the poor
They only send the poor!