They talk about making that money now
It's all about making that pay
If you've got a problem with me
We can solve it in the street
Whipping that Bishi
Rolling, bumping System Of A Down
BYOB on repeat
My girl don't even really love me now
But that's okay I don't need nobody to be me

Smoking late at night
Watching satellites
Travel through the heights
I can see the lights
Wonder what it's like
Up in outer space
On this dirty planet
I feel out of place
Everbody takes
Burn the rest and then
Turn us all to waste

Hey Mr. Jack
Is that the way you live your life?
No strings attached
Never gotta forgive no one tonight
Tied to the tracks
Train coming, it can't be very far
Like where you at?
On the side of the freeway in my car
In my car
On the side of the freeway in my car
In my car
They talk about making that money now
It's all about making that pay
If you've got a problem with me
We can solve it in the street
Whipping that Bishi
Rolling, bumping System Of A Down
BYOB on repeat
My girl don't even really love me now
But that's okay I don't need nobody to be me