Nonstop Disco – System of a Down lyrics
from the album “Mezmerize”

SOLDIER SIDE – INTRO

Welcome to the soldier side, where there’s no one here but me.
People all grow up to die, there is no one here but me.

B.Y.O.B.

Why do they always send the poor?
Barbarisms by Barbaras with pointed heels,
Victorious victories kneel for brand new spanking deals.
Marching forward hypocritic and hypnotic computers,
You depend on our protection, yet 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.
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses’s 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.
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?
Why don’t presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor.

REVENGA

Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink, choking with a link,
Killing with a stink, just your mother’s ho.
Bleeding in a sink, poisoning a drink, burning up my sweet Clementine.
Trampling a shrink, bleeding in a sink, hallelujah wink,
Getting on the brink, just your mother’s ho.
Hallelujah wink, murdering a shrink, burning up on my sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking, it’s in the making, baby.
Killing with a stink, bleeding in a sink, poisoning a drink,
Getting on the brink, just your mother’s ho.
Bleeding in a sink, trampling a shrink, burning up my sweet Clementine.
Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink, choking with a link,
Killing with a stink, just your mother’s ho.
Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink, burning up my sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking, it’s in the making, baby.
I saw her laugh, then she said, ‘Go away.’
My sweet revenge will be yours for the taking, it’s in the making, baby.
My sweet revenge will be yours, it’s in the making,
It’s in the taking, making, baking, taking, faking.
Ho, my sweet Clementine, ho.
Should’ve been, could’ve been, would’ve been, would’ve been you.

CIGARO

My cock is much bigger than yours, my cock can walk right through the door,
With a feeling so pure, it’s got you screaming back for more.
Cool, in denial, we’re the cruel regulators smoking cigaro.
My shit stinks much better than yours, my shit stinks right down to the floor,
With a feeling so pure, it’s got you coming back for more.
Cool, in denial, we’re the cruel regulators smoking cigaro.
Can’t you see that I love my cock? Can’t you see that you love my cock?
Can’t you see that we love my cock?
We’re the regulators that deregulate, we’re the animators that deanimate,
We’re the propagators of all genocide, burning through the world’s resources then we turn and hide.
We’re cool, in denial, we’re the cruel regulators smoking cigaro.
My cock is much bigger than yours, my cock can walk right through the door,
With a feeling so pure, it’s got you screaming back for more.

RADIO / VIDEO

Hey man, look at me rocking out, I’m on the radio.
Hey man, look at me rocking out, I’m on the video with Danny and Lisa.
They take me away from the strangest places, sweet Danny and Lisa.

THIS COCAINE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I’M ON THIS SONG

There’s nothing wrong with me, there’s something wrong with you,
There’s something wrong with me.
I hope your stepson doesn’t eat the fish when we’re crying for our next fix.
Killers never hurt feelings, gonorrhoea gorgonzola, single files of clean feedings.
I can’t see your soul through your eyes,
The crying walls of sliding architecture, kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture.
Upholstery loving men all dwelling in the wells, kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture.
Killers never hurt feelings, gonorrhoea gorgonzola, single files of clean feedings.
There’s nothing wrong with me, there’s something wrong with you,
With you and I when we’re crying for our next fix.
Killers never hurt feelings, gonorrhoea gorgonzola, single files of clean feedings.
There’s nothing wrong with me, there’s something wrong with you,
There’s something wrong with me, I hope your stepson doesn’t eat the fish.
There’s nothing wrong with me, there’s something wrong with you, don’t eat the fish.

VIOLENT PORNOGRAPHY

Everybody living now, everybody fucks.
Everybody living now, everybody sucks.
Everybody living now, everybody cries.
Everybody living now, everybody dies.
It’s a non-stop disco, bet you it’s Nabisco, bet you didn’t know.
It’s a violent pornography, choking chicks and sodomy,
The kind of shit you get on your TV.
It’s a violent pornography, choking chicks and sodomy,
The kind of shit that’s your TV, it’s on the TV.
Fuck, turn off your TV, can you say ‘brainwashing’?
It’s a non-stop disco.

QUESTION!

Sweet berries ready for two, ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you, are you dreaming,
Dreaming the night, dreaming all right?
Do we know when we fly, when we go, do we die?

SAD STATUE

Conquest to the lover and your love to the fire, permanence unfolding in the absolute.
Forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice, eloquence belongs to the conqueror.
The pictures of time and space are rearranged in this little piece of typical tragedy.
Justified candy, brandy for the nerves, eloquence belongs to the conqueror.
You and me, we’ll all go down in history with a sad Statue of Liberty and a generation that didn’t agree.
I forgot to let you know that justified candy, brandy for the nerves,
Eloquence belongs to the conqueror.
What is in us that turns a deaf ear to the cries of human suffering?

OLD SCHOOL HOLLYWOOD

Old school Hollywood baseball.
Tony Danza cuts in line, standing in the sun, I’m wasting my time.
Old school Hollywood baseball, Jack Gilardi’s ten feet tall.
Old school Hollywood baseball, me and Frankie Avalon.
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood.
Hey man, don’t you touch my belt, standing in the sun, I’m about to melt.
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood.
Old school Hollywood baseball, Jack Gilardi’s ten feet tall.
Old school Hollywood baseball, me and Frankie Avalon.

LOST IN HOLLYWOOD

I’ll wait here, you’re crazy, those vicious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They find you, two-time you, say you’re the best they’ve ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
I wrote you and told you you were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They take you and make you, they look at you in disgusting ways,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
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 age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don’t care.
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.
Phoney people come to pray, look at all of them beg to stay.
(The lines in the letter said, ‘We have gone to Hackensack’.)
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard,
You should have never trusted Hollywood, you should have never gone to Hollywood.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don’t care.
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
from the album “Hypnotize”

ATTACK

Breathing each other’s lives, holding this in mind that if we fall, we all fall, and we fall alone.
The cold insincerity of steel machines have consumed our euphoria,
Transforming us into muted dreams, dreaming of the day that we attack.
Attack your foetal servitude, we attack with pesticide,
We attack all the years of propaganda, we shall attack.
Books illustrate what we already know, candles cry towards the sky,
Racing your flags along polluted coasts, dreaming of the day that we attack.
Attack your foetal servitude, we attack with pesticide,
We attack all the years of propaganda, we shall attack.
Breathing each other’s lives, holding this in mind, that if we fall, we all fall, and we fall alone.
What’s the philosophy of displaced mines, the bombing of all homes and villages?
Truth is the only sword bleeding minds, bleeding til the day that we attack.
Attack your foetal servitude, we attack with pesticide,
We attack all the years of propaganda, we shall attack.
Attack all the homes and villages, attack all the schools and hospitals,
You attack all the rapes and pillages, we shall attack.

DREAMING

For today we will take the body parts and put them on the wall.
(For treated indigenously, human right is private blue chip.)
We’re the prophetic generation of bottled water, causing poor populations to die.
You went beyond and you lost it all.
Why did you go there from beyond, you saw it all, why did you?
We lost consumer confidence in casual karma, confetti, camouflage.
We’re the prophetic generation of bottled water, causing poor populations to die.
You went beyond and you lost it all.
Why did you go there from beyond, you saw it all why did you go there?
She lost her mind, someone kicked her into the back of the line.
She lost her head when they called and they said that they thought he was dead.
Dreaming of screaming, someone kick me out of my mind, I hate these thoughts I can’t deny.
You will take the body parts and put them up on the wall and bring the dark disaster.

KILL ROCK ’N ROLL

So I felt like the biggest asshole when I killed your rock and roll, mow down the sexy people.
Every time I look in your eyes, every day I’m watching you die,
All the thoughts I see in you about how I.
Eat all the grass that you want, accidents happen in the dark.
So I felt like the biggest asshole when I killed rock and roll.

HYPNOTIZE

Why don’t you ask the kids at Tiananmen Square, was fashion the reason why they were there?
They disguise it, hypnotise it, television made you buy it.
I’m just sitting in my car and waiting for my--
She’s scared that I will take her away from there, dreams and her country left with no one there.
Mesmerise the simpleminded, propaganda leaves us blinded.
I’m just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl.

STEALING SOCIETY

Two skies watching it all fading, two skies living it all fading,
Two skies watching it all fading, two skies fading, one’s abating.
Two suns living it all dying, two suns fighting, one’s abiding,
Two suns watching them both fighting, two suns seeing them both dying,
Two suns watching them both fighting, two suns fighting, one’s abiding,
Two skies seeing them both dying, two skies fading, one’s abating.
Crack pipes, needles, PCP and fast cars kind of mix really well in a dead movie star,
When I feel like talking I never be wrong, if I feel like walking, you best come along.
I close my windows, crank the heat up high til my palms are wet and my tongue is dry.
I’m looking for a mother that’ll get me high, just a stupid motherfucker, if I die, I die.
I’m a midnight fistfight, looking for a mother that’ll get me high,
Just a stupid motherfucker, if I die, I die, alright.

TENTATIVE

Superstition taking all of us for a ride, mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right.
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight while you are talking all detached, so tell us,
Where you going, to the bottom, do you hear us, we are rotting.
We’re going down in a spiral to the ground, no one’s gonna save us now.
Ceremonies have killed religions, for they provide the masked comforts to delusionals, they’re all in fright.
The true believer’s head was bathing in sunlight while you are walking all detached, so tell us,
Where you going, to the bottom, do you hear us, we are rotting.
We’re going down in a spiral to the ground, no one’s gonna save us now,
Not even God, no one saved us, no one’s gonna save us.
Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?
Where do you expect them to go when the bombs fall?

U-FIG

Melt in the sun, who wants to come with me and melt in the sun?
Hide in the sky, who wants to come with me and hide in the sky?
You and me should go outside and beat them, all pathetic flag-waving ignorant geeks, and we’ll eat them.
Come join the cause, who wants to come with me and come join the cause?
Hide in the sky, who wants to come with me and hide in the sky?
You and me should go outside and beat them, all pathetic flag-waving ignorant geeks, and we’ll eat them.
Realise you’re blind and we’re out of time, it’ll show your mind that you have a mind.

HOLY MOUNTAINS

Can you feel their haunting presence?
:Liar, killer, demon, back to the river Aras:
Someone’s blank stare deemed it warfare.
Freedom.
Can you hear the holy mountains?
Someone’s mouth said paint them all red.
Freedom.
They have all returned, resting on the mountainside.
We have learned that you have no honour, murderer, sodomiser, back to the river Aras.
Freedom.

VICINITY OF OBSCENITY

Banana terracotta pie.
Is there a perfect way of holding you baby, vicinity of obscenity in your eyes.
Banana terracotta pie.
Do we all learn defeat from the whores with bad feet?
Beat the meat, treat the feet to the sweet milky seat.

SHE’S LIKE HEROIN

She’s like heroin, sipping through a little glass.
I’m looking for some help, I need someone to save her ass.
Chinese tricks in rooms with ghosts of hooker girlie dudes.
Me and heroin, maybe we can make some cash selling ass for heroin.
She wants nothing more but to be a little whore, he wants nothing less but to wear a little dress.
She’s like heroin, sipping through a little glass.
I’m looking for some help I need someone to make some cash selling ass for heroin.
She’s like heroin, sipping through a little glass.
I’m looking for some help, I need someone to save my ass.

LONELY DAY

Such a lonely day, and it’s mine, the most loneliest day of my life.
Such a lonely day should be banned, it’s a day that I can’t stand, the most loneliest day of my life.
Such a lonely day shouldn’t exist, it’s a day that I’ll never miss.
Such a lonely day, and it’s mine, the most loneliest day of my life.
And if you go I want to go with you, and if you die I want to die with you.
Take your hand and walk away, the most loneliest day of my life.
Such a lonely day, and it’s mine, it’s a day that I’m glad I survived.

SOLDIER SIDE

Dead men lying on the bottom of the grave, wondering when Saviour comes, is he gonna be saved?
Maybe you’re a sinner into your alternate life, maybe you’re a joker, maybe you deserve to die.
They were crying when their sons left, God is wearing black,
He’s gone so far to find no hope, he’s never coming back.
They were crying when their sons left, all young men must go.
He’s come so far to find the truth, he’s never going home.
Young men standing on the top of their own graves, wondering when Jesus comes, are they gonna be saved?
Cruelty to the winner, bishop tells the king his lies, maybe you’re a mourner, maybe you deserve to die.
They were crying when their sons left, God is wearing black,
He’s gone so far to find no hope, he’s never coming back.
They were crying when their sons left, all young men must go.
He’s come so far to find the truth, he’s never going home.
Welcome to the soldier side, where there’s no one here but me.
People all grow up to die, there is no one here but me.
Welcome to the soldier side, where there’s no one here but me.
People on the soldier side, there is no one here but me.


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