PRESIDENTS
      
      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
	  
	  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?
	  
	  From "B.Y.O.B." by System of a Down