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B.Y.O.B.” is a song by System Of A Down. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 59 lines.

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You!

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Why do they always send the poor?

Barbarisms by Barbaras

With pointed heels

Victorious, victories kneel

For brand new spankin' deals

Marching forward hypocritic

And hypnotic computers

You depend on our protection

Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

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La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh-ooh

Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time

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Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine

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Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses's dry mouth

Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions

Hangars ceiling 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, ooh-ooh

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

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Blast off, it's party time

And we don't live in a fascist nation

Blast off, it's party time

And where the fuck 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 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's dry mouth

Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions

Hangars ceiling 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, ooh-ooh

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 sun

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?

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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You! Why do they always send the poor? Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels Victorious, victories kneel For brand new spankin' deals Marching forward hypocritic And hypnotic computers You depend on our protection Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh-ooh Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses's dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions Hangars ceiling 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, ooh-ooh 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, it's party time And we don't live in a fascist nation Blast off, it's party time And where the fuck 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 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's dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox, stealing our intentions Hangars ceiling 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, ooh-ooh 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 sun 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? 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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