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