System of A Down already had made a name with previous releases, especially the critically acclaimed Toxicity. With a strong following... it's time for political activism.
The song features one of the heaviest riffs I've heard in quite a while... add to that politically motivated-lyrics, SOAD's fast-paced style metal and you have quite of a song. The song comes from SOAD's 4th album Mesmerize which is said to be a 1st of two parts. The second album which came 6 months after was entitled Hypnotize.
In this song B.Y.O.B stands for Bring Your Own Bombs, although there are other popular meanings such as Bring Your Own Booze, Bring Your Own Beer, Believe Your Own Bullshit. You can even try to make your own.
The song features one of the heaviest riffs I've heard in quite a while... add to that politically motivated-lyrics, SOAD's fast-paced style metal and you have quite of a song. The song comes from SOAD's 4th album Mesmerize which is said to be a 1st of two parts. The second album which came 6 months after was entitled Hypnotize.
In this song B.Y.O.B stands for Bring Your Own Bombs, although there are other popular meanings such as Bring Your Own Booze, Bring Your Own Beer, Believe Your Own Bullshit. You can even try to make your own.
You!
Why do they always send the poor!
Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals
Lalalalalalala oooh!
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
Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuckk 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 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
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 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
Why do they always send the poor!
Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals
Lalalalalalala oooh!
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
Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuckk 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 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
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 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
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