Pop Imperialism

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Serj Tankian - Rock, Experimental Rock

Pop Imperialism

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Duration: 3:45

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[Intro] Love, baby I want you to cry, baby I want you to try, baby I want you to die, maybe [Refrain] Faltering, I'm astray Epidemic mundane Qualified, justified Pasteurized, so inane Mathematics prevail Over hands held by nails Crucified, rarified Petrified in the rain (Love, baby) Faltering, I'm astray Epidemic mundane (I want you to cry, baby) Qualified justified Pasteurized, so inane (I want you to try, baby) Mathematics prevail Over hands held by nails (I want you to die, maybe) Crucified, rarified Petrified in the rain [Chorus] Pop, pop imperialism forging unhealthy alliancеs Savage transformation of the world of appliances Thе arms and legs of martyred men, doomed civilization Charred and dropped from their sockets, the truth of formations [Verse 1] Nations come together as one Forming candles in the sun The candle burns deep inside his head (Head) His wax mind finally dead (Dead, dead) His wax mind, they all had learned Had secrets of those that burned (That burned) In the valleys with a gun They still didn't reach the sun, sun, sun [Verse 2] Now, nations come together as one (One) Sending killers on the run Controlling the crowd, they take the killers Place bold and proud (On the proud) Now even if I wasn't dead I'd see the dying straight ahead Believe in your own destiny Life is not, you seem to be [Verse 3] Now nations come together as one Chase the children to the desert And let them frizzle away and fry Although in their mothers' eyes We can say or do most anything As long as we're allowed to think, think, think Let's make an example of them all Take the institution down to a fall [Chorus] Pop, pop imperialism forging unhealthy alliances Savage transformation of the world of appliances The arms and legs of martyred men, doomed civilization Charred and dropped from their sockets, the truth of formations [Outro] Faltering, I'm astray Epidemic mundane Qualified, justified Pasteurized, so inane Mathematics prevail Over hands held by nails Crucified, rarified Petrified in the rain

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Credits

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  • Serj Tankian