Lost in Hollywood
Mezmerize es el cuarto álbum de estudio de System of a Down y la primera parte del disco doble Mezmerize/Hypnotize. Fue lanzado el 16 de mayo del 2005, seis meses antes que Hypnotize. Fue lanzado al mercado por American Recordings y Columbia Records en Estados Unidos, en Europa por Columbia Records y en Japón por Sony Music Entertainment Japan.
Daron Malakian, el cantante Serj Tankian, el bajista Shavo Odadjian y el batería John Dolmayan grabaron más de 30 canciones para Mesmerize/Hipnotize entre mayo y diciembre del 2004, en el estudio-mansión que el productor Rick Rubin tiene en Lauren Canyon, California. El título del álbum esta basado en las letras de la canción Hypnotize, del disco homónimo que saldría 6 meses después. La novedad más importante del disco es la mayor incursión de la voz del guitarrista Malakian y los nuevos ritmos orientales (influidos por el origen armenio y libanés de los componentes de SOAD).
El álbum debutó como número uno en Estados Unidos, Canadá y otros 10 países. Recibió un disco de platino por parte de RIAA. El álbum incluye los singles B.Y.O.B., Cigaro, Question!, Violent Pornography y Radio/Video. Fue número uno del Billboard en 2005.
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.
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B.Y.O.B.
Why do they always send the poor
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' 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' 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?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
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 sun
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor
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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
Halleluiah wink
Getting on the brink
Just your mother's
HO
Halleluiah wink
Murdering a shrink
Burning up
On my sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby
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
My sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby
I saw her laugh
Then she said, "Go away"
I saw her laugh
Then she said, then she said,
"Go away, 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
Shoulda been coulda been
Woulda been woulda been you
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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
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
My shit stinks much better than yours
My shit stinks right down to the floor
With a feeling a feeling so pure
It's got you coming back for
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Can't you see that I love my cock
Cant you see that you love my cock
Cant you see that we love my cock
We're the regulators that deregulate
We're the animators that de-animate
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, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
We're the regulators that deregulate
We're the animators that de-animate
We're Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
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
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RADIO / VIDEO
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the radio
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the video
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the radio
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the radio
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the radio
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa
They take me away from
The strangest places
Sweet Danny and Lisa
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the radio
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the video
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the radio
Hey man look at me rockin' out
I'm on the video with Danny and Lisa
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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
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
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings
I can't see your soul 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
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings
There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
Wrong with you and I
When we're crying for our next fix
There's nothing wrong with me
There's something wrong with you
Wrong with you and I
When we're crying for our next fix
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Killers never hurt feelings
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Gonorrhea gorgonzola
Single files of clean feedings
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
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
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VIOLENT PORNOGRAPHY
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody cries
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody dies
It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody dies
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody cries
It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit you get on your TV
It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit you get on your TV
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody sucks
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody fucks
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody dies
Everybody, everybody, everybody livin' now
Everybody, everybody, everybody dies
It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Bet you it's Nabisco
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
It's a non-stop disco
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
Betcha didn't know
It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit you get on your TV
It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit that's on your TV
It's a violent pornography
Choking chicks and sodomy
The kinda shit thatÕs on you TV
It's on the TV
Fuck
Turn off you TV
Can you say "brainwashing?"
It's a non-stop disco
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QUESTION!
Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you
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, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die
Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you
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, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die
Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die
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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
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
I forgot to let you know that
Justified candy
Brandy for the nerves
Eloquence belongs to the conqueror
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
You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree
You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree
Generation
What is in us that turns a deaf ear to the cries of human suffering
Suffering, suffering now
You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree
You and me
We'll all go down in history
With a sad Statue of Liberty
And a generation that didn't agree
Generation
Belonging
Belonging to
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OLD SCHOOL HOLLYWOOD
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Tony Danza cuts in line
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Standing in the sun I'm wasting my time
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood baseball
Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall
Old school Hollywood baseball
Me and Frankie Avalon
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Hey man, don't you touch my belt
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
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
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Old school Hollywood baseball
Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall
Old school Hollywood baseball
Me and Frankie Avalon
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood
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LOST IN HOLLYWOOD
I'll wait here
You're crazy
Those vicious streets are filled with strays
You should've never gone to Hollywood
They find you
Two-time you
Say you're the best they've ever seen
You should've never trusted Hollywood
I wrote you
And told you
You were the biggest fish out here
You should've never gone to Hollywood
They take you
And make you
They look at you in disgusting ways
You should've never trusted Hollywood
I was standing on the wall
Feeling ten feet tall
All you maggots
Smoking fags on Santa Monica Blvd.
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 Blvd.
All you bitches put your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care
Phony people come to pray
Look at all of them beg to stay
Phony people come to pray
(The lines in the letter said
"We have gone to Hackensack")
Look at all of them beg to stay
Phony people come to pray
All you maggots
Smoking fags on Santa Monica Blvd.
All you maggots
Smoking fags out there on Sunset Blvd.
All you maggots
Smoking fags out there on Hollywood Blvd.
You should've never trusted Hollywood
You should've never gone to Hollywood
All you bitches put your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care
You should've never trusted Hollywood
