Serj Tankian

Serj Tankian
System Of A Down
Mr.jack


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Hey Mr. Jack,
Is that the mouthwash in your eyes,
Hey Mr. jack,
Is that the cause of your surprise,
Hey where you at,
On the side of the freeway in the car,
Hey where you at,
On the side of the freeway in the car.
In the car.

On the side of the freeway in the...
Hey Mr. Jack,
Is that the trick of your demise,
Hey where you at,
On the side of the freeway in the car,
Hey where you at,
On the side of the freeway in the car,
In the car, in the car, in the car.

Seven a.m. morning, came to take us away,
Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads,
Seven a.m. morning, came to take us away,
Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads,
At our, at our heads.

Your prospect of living gone,
You ran the light at dawn,
Protectors on your back,
Lights are on their track.
You must now face authority,
You're nothing like me,
You must now face authority,
You're nothing like me.
Put you hands up, get out of the car,
Put you hands up, get out of the car,
Put you hands up, get out of the car.

Fuck you pig,
Fuck you pig,
Fuck you pig,
Fuck you pig,
Put you hands up, get out of the car.

# Posté le lundi 22 août 2005 17:33

Modifié le dimanche 02 octobre 2005 12:30

Daron Malakian

Daron Malakian
System Of A Down
Needles

"Toxicity [#2]"


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I cannot disguise,
All the stomach pains,
And the walking of the canes,
When you, do come out,
And you whisper up to me
In your life of tragedy,

But I cannot grow,
Till you eat the last of me,
Oh when will I be free,
And you, a parasite,
Just find another host,
Just another fool to roast,

Cause you,
My tapeworm tells me what to do,
You,
My tapeworm tells me where to go,
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey

I cannot deny,
All the evil traits,
And the filling of the crates,
When you, do come out,
And you slither up to me
In your pimpin majesty,

But I cannot grow,
Till you eat the last of me,
Oh when will I be free,
And you, a parasite,
Just find another host,
Just another stool to post,

Cause you,
My tapeworm tells me what to do,
You,
My tapeworm tells me where to go,
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of me?

I'm just sitting in my room,
With a needle in my hand,
Just waiting for the tomb,
Of some old dying man,
Sitting in my room,
With a needle in my hand,
Just waiting for the tomb,
Of some old dying man?.

Cause you,
My tapeworm tells me what to do,
You,
My tapeworm tells me where to go,
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey
Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey.

# Posté le lundi 22 août 2005 17:34

Modifié le dimanche 02 octobre 2005 12:31

Shavo Odadjian

Shavo Odadjian
System Of A Down
Nuguns


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And the little boy started,
Into the eyes of the night,
Button collects price of his time,
Little girl glared,
Sheets of the denial,
The bullet connects to the price of her crime.

What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of our presence,
Haven't we paid penance.

Now the little boy sees,
Through the eyes of delight,
Levers erect note of his rhyme,
Little girl bled,
Sheets of the night,
The lovers connect to the price of his dime.

What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of our presence,
haven't we paid penance,
To the old gods and moved on,
To the old gods and moved on,
To the old gods and moved on,
To the new guns, to the new guns.

What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of our presence,
haven't we paid penance,
What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of our presence,
haven't we paid penance,
To the old gods and moved on,
To the old gods and moved on,
To the old gods and moved on,
To the new guns, to the new guns

# Posté le lundi 22 août 2005 17:43

Modifié le dimanche 02 octobre 2005 12:31

John Dolmayan

John Dolmayan
System Of A Down
P.l.u.c.k

1999

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Elimination

Why, Die Walk Down

A whole race Genocide,
Taken away all of our pride,
A whole race Genocide,
Taken away, Watch Them all fall down.

Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.

Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Watch them all fall down.

Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.

The plan was mastered and called Genocide,
(Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died,
(Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found,
(Never want to see you around)
All in a system of Down......
Down.....Down.......Down........Walk Down...........

Watch them all fall down,
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.

The plan was mastered and called Genocide
(Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died,
(Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found,
(Never want to see you around)
All in a system , Down

# Posté le lundi 22 août 2005 17:45

Modifié le dimanche 02 octobre 2005 12:32

system of a down

system of a down
System Of A Down
Patterns


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Life is a story,
Go ahead and find your sight.

Life is your glory,
Go ahead and live the night.

But to live means to be here,
In the present, now,
Do you try to bow for the gift of your day,
Then you cede to the morning sun.

Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

Life is a story,
Go ahead and find your sight.

But to live means to be here,
In the present, now,
Do you try to bow for the gift of your day,
Then you cede to the morning sun.

Pretending that we see doesn't give us the sight
Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

What is it that makes us lose sight,
True sight, of what is real and essential?
I'll take organised patterns of chaos
Over the chaotic organisations of man, any day.

Pretending that we see doesn't give us the sight
Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

Pretending that we see doesn't give us the sight
Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

The patterns in the carpet do add up though,
You don't have to count.

The patterns in the carpet do add up though,
You don't have to count.

# Posté le lundi 22 août 2005 17:50

Modifié le dimanche 02 octobre 2005 12:32