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