SYSTEM OF A DOWN

Toxicity

1. PRISON SONG
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Malakian)

2. NEEDLES
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Tankian, Malakian)
                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.

3. DEER DANCE
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Malakian)
                Round, round,
                Circumventing circuses,
                Lamenting in protest,
                To visible police,
                Presence sponsored fear,
                Battalions of riot police,
                With rubber bullet kisses,
                Baton courtesy,
                Service with a smile
                Beyond the Staples Center you can see America,
                With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace,
                Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality,
                Of plastic existence.
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around,
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around.
                Round, round,
                A rush of words,
                Pleading to disperse,
                Upon your naked walls, alive,
                A political call,
                The fall guy accord,
                We can't afford to be neutral on a moving train,
                Beyond the Staples Center you can see America,
                With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace,
                Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality,
                Of plastic existence.
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around,
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around.
                Push them around,
                A deer dance, invitation to peace,
                War staring you in the face, dressed in black.
                With a helmet, fierce,
                Trained and appropriate for the malcontents,
                For the disproportioned malcontents,
                The little boy smiled, it'll all be well,
                The little boy smiled it'll all be well,
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around,
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around.
                Pushing little children,
                With their fully automatics,
                They like to push the weak around,
                Push the weak around,
                Push the weak around,
                Push the weak around,
                They like to push the weak around.

4. JET PILOT
(Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Malakian)
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay.
                My horse, is a shackled old man,
                His, his remorse, was that he couldn't survey,
                The skies, right before,
                Right before they went gray,
                My horse and my remorse,
                Flying over a great bay
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay.
                My, source, is the source of all creation,
                Her, discourse, is that we all don't survey
                The skies, right before,
                Right before they go gray,
                My source, and my remorse,
                Flying over a great bay,
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay
                Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
                Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay.
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
                Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay
                Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
                Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
                One that smiled when he flew over the bay.

5. X
(Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Malakian)
                Tell the people,
                Tell the people that arrive,
                Tell the people,
                Tell the people that arrive,
                We don't need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply,
                Die.
                Show your people
                Show your people how we died
                Show your people
                Show your people how we died,
                We don't need to nullify,
                We don't need to nullify,
                We don't need to nullify,
                We don't need to nullify
                No need to nullify,
                No need to nullify,
                No need to nullify,
                We don't need to nullify
                Die.
                We don't need to,
                We don't need to,
                We don't need to,
                We don't need to.
                Ask your people,
                Ask your people what is right,
                Ask your people,
                Ask your people what is right,
                We don't need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply,
                No need to multiply,
                No need to multiply,
                No need to multiply,
                We don't need to multiply.

6. CHOP SUEY!
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Malakian)
                Wake up,
                Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
                Grab a brush and put a little,
                Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
                Hide the scars to fade away the,
                Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
                Here you go create another fable
                You wanted to,
                Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
                You wanted to,
                Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
                You wanted to,
                Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
                You wanted to,
                I don't think you trust,
                In, my, self righteous suicide,
                I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die,
                Wake up,
                Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
                Grab a brush and put a little,
                Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
                Hide the scars to fade away the,
                Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
                Here you go create another fable
                You wanted to,
                Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
                You wanted to,
                Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
                You wanted to,
                Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
                You wanted to,
                I don't think you trust,
                In, my, self righteous suicide,
                I, cry, when angels deserve to die
                In my, self righteous suicide,
                I, cry, when angels deserve to die
                Father, Father, Father, Father,
                Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit,
                Father, into your hands,
                Why have you forsaken me,
                In your eyes forsaken me,
                In your thoughts forsaken me,
                In your heart forsaken, me oh,
                Trust in my self righteous suicide,
                I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
                In my self righteous suicide,
                I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

7. BOUNCE
(Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Odadjian, Malakian)
                Jump, Bounce, Down, Up
                I went out on a date,
                With a girl, a bit late,
                She had so many friends,
                Gliding through many hands.
                I brought my pogo stick,
                Just to show her a trick,
                She had so many friends,
                Gliding through many hands.
                Jump Pogo.....Bounce Pogo,
                Down Pogo, Up Pogo
                Unannounced twister games,
                All players with no names,
                They lined up double quick,
                But just one pogo stick,
                Everyone gets to play,
                Runaway, expose,
                It was so exotic,
                But just one pogo stick.
                Jump Pogo.....Bounce Pogo,
                Down Pogo, Up Pogo
                Oh, I like to spread you out,
                Touching whoever's behind
                Jump Pogo.....Bounce Pogo,
                Down Pogo, Up Pogo

8. FOREST
(Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Malakian)
                Walk with me my little child,
                To the forest of denial,
                Speak with me my only mind,
                Walk with me until the time,
                And make the forest turn to wine,
                You take the legend for a fall,
                You saw the product,
                Why can't you see that you are my child,
                Why don't you know that you are my mind,
                Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you,
                Take this promise to the end of you.
                Walk with me my little friend,
                Take this promise to the end,
                Speak with me my only mind,
                Walk with me until the end,
                And make the forest turn to sand,
                You take the legend for a fall,
                You saw the product,
                Why can't you see that you are my child,
                Why don't you know that you are my mind,
                Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you,
                Take this promise to the end of you.
                Take this promise for a ride,
                You saw the forest, now come inside,
                You took the legend for its fall,
                You saw the product of it all,
                No televisions in the air,
                No circumcisions on the chair,
                You made the weapons for us all,
                Just look at us now,
                Why can't you see that you are my child,
                Why don't you know that you are my mind,
                Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you,
                Take this promise to the end of you.

9. ATWA
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Malakian)
                Hey you, see me, pictures crazy,
                All the world I've seen before me passing by,
                I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose,
                All the world I've seen before me passing by,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore.
                Hey you, are me, not so pretty,
                All the world I've seen before me passing by,
                Silent my voice, I've got no choice
                All the world I've seen before me passing by,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore
                I don't see, anymore,
                I don't hear, anymore,
                I don't speak anymore,
                I don't feel.
                Hey you, see me, pictures crazy,
                All the world I've seen before me passing by,
                I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose,
                All the world I've seen before me passing by,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore,
                You don't care about how I feel,
                I don't feel it anymore
                I don't sleep, anymore,
                I don't eat, anymore,
                I don't live anymore,
                I don't feel

10. SCIENCE
(Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Malakian)
                Making two possibilities a reality,
                Predicting the future of things we all know,
                Fighting off the diseased programming
                Of centuries, centuries, centuries, centuries.
                Science fails to recognize the single most
                Potent element of human existence
                Letting the reigns go to the unfolding
                Is faith, faith, faith, faith.
                Science has failed our world
                Science has failed our Mother Earth.
                Science fails to recognize the single most
                Potent element of human existence
                Letting the reigns go to the unfolding
                Is faith, faith, faith, faith.
                Science has failed our world
                Science has failed our Mother Earth.
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things,
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things.
                Letting the reigns go to the unfolding
                Is faith, faith, faith, faith
                Letting the reigns go to the unfolding
                Is faith, faith, faith, faith.
                Science has failed our world
                Science has failed our Mother Earth.
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things,
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things,
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Spirit-moves-through-all-things
                Science has failed our Mother Earth.

11. SHIMMY
(Lyrics by: Tankian
Music by: Tankian)
                Education, fornication, in you are, go,
                Education, subjugation, now you're out, go,
                Education, fornication, in you are, go,
                Don't be late for school again boy
                I think me, I want life,
                I think me, I want a house and a wife,
                I want to shimmy- shimmy- shimmy
                Through the break of dawn, yeah.
                Education, fornication, in you are, go,
                Education, subjugation, now you're out, go,
                Education, fornication, in you are, go,
                Don't be late for school again girl
                I think me, I want life,
                I think me, I want a house and a wife,
                I want to shimmy- shimmy- shimmy
                Through the break of dawn, yeah.
                I think me, I want life,
                I think me, I want a house and a wife,
                I want to shimmy- shimmy- shimmy
                Through the break of dawn, yeah.
                Indoctrination, of a nation,
                Indoctrination of a nation,
                Subjugation of damnation,
                Subjugation of damna....
                Don't be late for school again boy,
                Don't be late for school again girl,
                Don't be late for school again boy,
                Don't be late for school again girl.

12. TOXICITY
(Lyrics by: Odadjian, Tankian
Music by: Malakian)
                Conversion, software version 7.0,
                Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub,
                Eating seeds as a past time activity,
                The toxicity of our city, of our city,
                New, what do you own the world?
                How do you own disorder, disorder,
                Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
                Sacred silence and sleep,
                Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
                Disorder, disorder, disorder.
                More wood for their fires, loud neighbors,
                Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck,
                Eating seeds as a past time activity,
                The toxicity of our city, of our city,
                New, what do you own the world?
                How do you own disorder, disorder,
                Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
                Sacred silence and sleep,
                Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
                Disorder, disorder, disorder.
                New, what do you own the world?
                How do you own disorder, disorder,
                Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
                Sacred silence and sleep,
                Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
                Disorder, disorder, disorder.
                When I became the sun,
                I shone life into the man's hearts,
                When I became the sun,
                I shone life into the man's hearts

13. PSYCHO
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Malakian)
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy,
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy,
                Psycho groupie cocaine crazy,
                Psycho groupie coke,
                Makes you high, makes you hide,
                Makes you really want to go- stop.
                Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
                Psycho groupie coke,
                Makes you high, makes you hide,
                Do you really want to think and stop,
                Stop your eyes from flowing,
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy,
                Psycho groupie cocaine crazy,
                Psycho groupie coke,
                Makes you high, makes you hide,
                Makes you really want to go ≈ stop.
                Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
                Psycho groupie coke,
                Makes you high, makes you hide,
                Do you really want to think and stop,
                Stop your eyes from flowing out
                So you want the world to stop,
                Stop in and watch your body fully drop,
                From the time you were a
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy,
                So you want to see the show,
                You really don't have to be a ho
                From the time you were a
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy.
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy,
                Psycho groupie cocaine crazy,
                Psycho groupie coke,
                Makes you high, makes you hide,
                Makes you really want to go ≈ stop.
                Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
                Psycho groupie coke,
                Makes you high, makes you hide,
                Do you really want to think and stop,
                Stop your eyes from flowing out
                So you want the world to stop,
                Rushing to watch your spirit fully drop,
                From the time you were a
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy,
                So you want to see the show,
                You really don't have to be a ho
                From the time you were a
                Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy.

14. AERIALS
(Lyrics by: Tankian, Malakian
Music by: Malakian)
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