Chop Suey - Union of Sound, Master of Puppets, Rock Feast

Chop Suey - Union of Sound, Master of Puppets, Rock Feast

Альбом
Chop Suey: Tribute to System of a Down
Год
2012
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
209000

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Chop Suey

Union of Sound, Master of Puppets, Rock Feast

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!

Barbarisms by Barbaras

With pointed heels.

Victorious, victorious, kneel.

For brand new spankin' deals.

Marching forward hypocritic

And hypnotic computers.

You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.

La la la la la la la la la,

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,

Hangars sitting dripped in oil,

Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,

Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.

La la la la la la la la la,

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, its Party time,

And we don’t live in a fascist nation,

Blast off, its party time,

And where the fuck are you?:.

Yeah

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?

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 tablecloth.

La la la la la la la la la,

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.

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 They only

send the poor

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