System of a down POWAAA

Sweet berries ready for two ghosts no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you all.
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts no different then you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you all.
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!

Do we! Do we know, when we FLY?
Where do, where do we go, when we DIE?

Sweet berries ready for two ghosts no different then you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you all.
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts no different then you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you all.
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!

Do we! Do we know, when we FLY?
Where do, where do we go... do we DIE? (YEAH!)

LALALALA .. LALALALA .. LALALALA

DO WE! DO WE KNOW, WHEN WE FLY?
WHERE DO, WHERE DO WE GO... DO WE DIE?

Conquest to the lover, and your love to the fire,
Romances evolving in the absolute.
Forgiveness is the..
The ultimate sacrifice.
Eloquence belongs,
To the conqueror.
Two picture of time and space are rearranged,
In this little piece of typical tragedy.
Justified Candy!
Brandy for the nerds,
Eloquence belongs,
To the conqueror.
You and me will all go down in history,
with a sad Statue of Liberty,
and a Generation that didn't agree.
{x2}
I forgot to let..
I forgot to let you know that...
Justified Candy!
Brandy for the nerds,
Eloquence belongs,
To the conqueror.

Conquest to the lover,
and your love to the fire,
Romances evolving in the absolute.

Forgiveness is thee..
The ultimate sacrifice.
Eloquence belongs,
To the conqueror.

You and me will all go down in history,
with a sad Statue of Liberty,
and a Generation that didn't agree.
{x2}
Generation..............
What is in us that turns a deaf ear to the cries of human suffering?!!!
WOAH!!!!!!!
SUFFERING NOW!
You and me will all go down in history,
with a sad Statue of Liberty,
and a Generation that didn't agree.
{x2}
Generation..........

(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 Galardi'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 Galardi'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.
x6

Old school Hollywood, baseball.
Jack Galardi'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.

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

They find you to 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.


(ahhh ...ahhh)

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 rage.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

(ahhh ...ahhh)

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.

(ahhh ...ahhh)

Phony people come to pay.

Look at all of them, back to stay.
Phony people come to pray.

(the lines in the letter said)
Look at all of them, back to stay.
(we had gone to reckon send)
Phony people come to pray.

(ahhh ...ahhh)
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard.

(ahhh ...ahhh)
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.

(ahhh ...ahhh)
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.

(ahhh ...ahhh)
You should've never trusted Hollywood.
You should've never gone to Hollywood.

(ahhh ...ahhh)
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

You should've never trusted Hollywood.

au BIG DAY OUT 2005