Downloaded from: http://www.netcolony.com/soad/
Contact: adambiros@post.sk
Last modified: 20th July 2006

Album: Mezmerize

SOLDIER SIDE - INTRO

Welcome to the soldier side where there's no one here but me.
People all grow up to die.
There is no one here but me.

Lyrics by: Malakian
Music by: Malakian

B.Y.O.B. (BRING YOUR OWN BOMBS)

You!

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

Lyrics by: Malakian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian

REVENGA

Poisoning a drink
Bleeding in a sink
Choking with a link
Killing with a stink
Just your mother's
HO

Bleeding in a sink
Poisoning a drink
Burning up
My sweet Clementine

Trampling a shrink
Bleeding in a sink
Halleluiah wink
Getting on the brink
Just your mother's
HO

Halleluiah wink
Murdering a shrink
Burning up

On my sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby

My sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby

Killing with a stink
Bleeding in a sink
Poisoning a drink
Getting on the brink
Just your mother's
HO

Bleeding in a sink
Trampling a shrink
Burning up
My sweet Clementine

Poisoning a drink
Bleeding in a sink
Choking with a link
Killing with a stink
Just your mother's
HO

Poisoning a drink
Bleeding in a sink
Burning up

My sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby

My sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby

I saw her laugh
Then she said, "Go away"

I saw her laugh
Then she said, then she said,
"Go away, away"

My sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby

My sweet revenge
Will be yours it's in the making
It's in the taking, making, baking, taking, faking
HO, My sweet Clementine
HO

Shoulda been coulda been
Woulda been woulda been you

Shoulda been coulda been
Woulda been woulda been you

Lyrics by: Malakian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian

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

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

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 deregulate
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

We're 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 deregulate
We're the animators that de-animate

We're 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

Lyrics by: Malakian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian

RADIO / 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

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
They take me away from

They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
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
They take me away from

They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
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

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

Lyrics by: Malakian
Music by: Malakian

THIS COCAINE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M ON THIS SONG

There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
There's something wrong with me
I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish
When we're crying for our next fix

There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
There's something wrong with me
I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish
When we're crying for our next fix

Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings

Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings

I can't see your soul soul through your eyes
The crying walls of sliding architecture
Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture
Upholstery loving men all dwelling in the wells
Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture

Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings

Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings

There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
Wrong with you and I
When we're crying for our next fix

There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
Wrong with you and I
When we're crying for our next fix

Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings

Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings
Single files of clean feedings

There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
There's something wrong with me
I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish
There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you

There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
There's something wrong with me
I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish
There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
Don't eat the fish

Lyrics by: Malakian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian

VIOLENT PORNOGRAPHY

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody cries

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody dies

It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody dies

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody cries

It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know

It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit you get on your TV

It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit you get on your TV

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody dies

Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody cries

It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know

Non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know

It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit you get on your TV

It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit that's on your TV

It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit that's on your TV

It's on the TV
Fuck
Turn off your TV

Can you say "brainwashing?"
Brainwashing

It's a non-stop disco

Lyrics by: Malakian
Music by: Malakian

QUESTION!

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you dreaming

Dreaming the night
Dreaming all right

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you dreaming

Dreaming the night
Dreaming all right

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die
The team all right

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Tankian, Malakian

SAD STATUE

Conquest to the lover
And your love to the fire
Permanence unfolding in the absolute
Forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice
Eloquence belongs to the conqueror

The pictures of time and space are rearranged
In this little piece of typical tragedy
Justified candy
Brandy for the nerves
Eloquence belongs to the conqueror

You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree

You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree

I forgot to
I forgot to let you know that
Justified candy
Brandy for the nerves
Eloquence belongs to the conqueror

Conquest to the lover
And your love to the fire
Permanence unfolding in the absolute
Forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice
Eloquence belongs to the conqueror

You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree

You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree
Generation

What is in us that turns a deaf ear to the cries of human suffering
Now, suffering (suffering, suffering) now (now), wow
Suffering now

You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree

You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree
Generation

Belonging
Belonging to

Lyrics by: Malakian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian

OLD SCHOOL HOLLYWOOD

Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball

Tony Danza cuts in line
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Standing in the sun I'm wasting my time
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood

Old school Hollywood baseball
Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall
Old school Hollywood baseball
Me and Frankie Avalon

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood

Hey man, don't you touch my belt
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Standing in the sun I'm about to melt
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood

Old school Hollywood baseball
Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall
Old school Hollywood baseball
Me and Frankie Avalon

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood

Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball

Old school Hollywood baseball
Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall
Old school Hollywood baseball
Me and Frankie Avalon

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood

Lyrics by: Malakian
Music by: Malakian

LOST IN HOLLYWOOD

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

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

I wrote you
And told you
You were the biggest fish out here
You should've never gone to Hollywood

They take you
And make you
They look at you in disgusting ways
You should've 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've never trusted Hollywood
You should've never gone to Hollywood

All you bitches put your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care
You should've never trusted Hollywood

Lyrics by: Malakian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian

Downloaded from: http://www.netcolony.com/soad/
Contact: adambiros@post.sk