System of a Down (también conocida como SOAD) es una banda de metal alternativo formada en California en 1994. La banda está compuesta por Serj Tankian (voz y teclados), Daron Malakian (guitarra y voz), Shavo Odadjian (bajo) y John Dolmayan (batería). SOAD ha sido reconocida por su estilo innovador y su mezcla de géneros como el metal, el punk y la música tradicional armenia. La banda ha lanzado varios álbumes exitosos, incluyendo “Toxicity” y “Mezmerize”, y ha sido nominada para varios premios, incluyendo cuatro premios Grammy, de los cuales ha ganado uno. SOAD se separó en 2006 y se reunieron en 2020 para una serie de conciertos.
|En activo desde:||1994|
Música tradicional armenia
|Miembros:||Serj Tankian, Daron Malakian, Shavo Odadjian, John Dolmayan|
|Ex miembros:||No tienen|
|Origen:||Glendale, California, Estados Unidos|
|Estado:||Activo (con una pausa desde 2006 hasta 2020)|
System of a Down (1998)
The Kombucha mushroom people, sitting around all day Who can believe you? Who can believe you? Let your mother pray Sugar, sugar. Sugar
The piercing, radiant moon The storming of poor June All the life running through her hair Approaching guiding light Our shallow years in fright. Spiders
I had an out of body experience The other day, her name was Jesus And for her, everyone cried Everyone cried, everyone cried. Suite-Pee
I will never feed off the evergreen luster of your heart All because we all live in the valley of the walls. Know
I’m not there all the time, you know Some people, some people, some people call it insane Yeah, they call it insane–sugar I play Russian Roulette every day, a man’s sport. Sugar
Dreams are made, winding Through my head Through my head Before you know, awake. Spiders
Crossed and terrored ravages of architecture Lend me thy blades We’re crossed and terrored ravages of architecture Hoist around the spade. Suite-Pee
Books all say different things while people flap their yellow wings Tryna soar, being a whore, life and almost everything Sheep that ran off from the herd, maybe dead, but now’s a bird. Know
I sit in my desolate room No lights, no music Just anger, I killed everyone I’m away forever, but I’m feeling better. Sugar
Your lives are open wide The V-chip gives them sight Of all the life running through her hair The spiders all in tune The evening of the moon. Spiders
Try her philosophy Try her philosophy, try You die for her philosophy Die for her philosophy Die her philosophy, die. Suite-Pee
On the other side, the other side, other side Do you ever try to fly? Do you ever try to fly? Have you ever wanted to die? Have you ever wanted to die?. Know
How do I feel? What do I say? Fuck you, it all goes away How do I feel? What do I say? Fuck you, it all goes away. Sugar
Conversion, software version 7.0 Looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub Eating seeds as a pastime activity The toxicity of our city, of our city. Toxicity
Life is a waterfall We’re one in the river and one again after the fall Swimming through the void, we hear the word We lose ourselves, but we find it all. Aerials
Wake up, Grab a brush and put a little makeup Hide your scars to fade away the shakeup, Why’d you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go, create another fable You wanted to!. Chop Suey!
Followin’ the rights movements You clamped down with your iron fists Drugs became conveniently Available for all the kids. Prison Song
Hey you, see me, pictures, crazy All the world I’ve seen before me passing by I’ve got nothing; to gain, to lose All the world I’ve seen before me passing by. ATWA
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence Sacred silence and sleep Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep Disorder, disorder, disorder. Toxicity
‘Cause we are the ones that want to play Always wanna go but you never wanna stay And we are the ones that want to choose Always wanna play but you never wanna lose. Aerials
I don’t think you trust In my self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die. Chop Suey!
I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch Right here in Hollywood Nearly two million Americans are incarcerated In the prison system, prison system of the US. Prison Song
You don’t care ’bout how I feel I don’t feel there anymore You don’t care ’bout how I feel I don’t feel there anymore. ATWA
More wood for their fires, loud neighbors Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck Eating seeds as a pastime activity The toxicity of our city, of our city. Toxicity
Life is a waterfall We drink from the river then we turn around and put up our walls. Aerials
You wanted to! Grab a brush and put a little makeup You wanted to! Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup You wanted to! Why’d you leave the keys upon the table? You wanted to!. Chop Suey!
Minor drug offenders fill your prisons you don’t even flinch All our taxes payin’ for your wars against the new non-rich. Prison Song
You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder?. Toxicity
Aerials in the sky When you lose small mind, you free your life Aerials, so up high When you free your eyes, eternal prize. Aerials
Steal This Album! (2002)
Peter’s pecker picked another pickle bearin’ pussy pepper, why? Meetin’ John at Dale’s Jr, winked an eye an’ point a finger. I-E-A-I-A-I-O
War! Fuck the system, fuck the system War! Fuck the system War! I need to fuck the sys, I need to fuck the sys, I need to fuck the sys. F**k the System
Hey, where you at? On the side of the freeway in the car? Hey, where you at? On the side of the freeway in the car, in the car On the side of the freeway in the… Mr. Jack
What a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pie Every minute and every second, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy What a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pie. Chic ’n’ Stu
I’ve been walkin’ through your streets Where all your money’s earnin’ Where all your buildings cryin’ and clueless neckties workin’ Revolving fake lawn houses, housin’ all your fears. Boom!
I-E-A-I-A-I-O I-E-A-I-A-I-O, why? And we light up the sky. I-E-A-I-A-I-O
I’m just the man in the back Just the man in the back Just the man in the back “tchu tcha tcha”! I’m just demeaning the pack. F**k the System
Hey, Mr. Jack Is that the mouthwash in your eyes? Hey, Mr. Jack Is that the cause of your surprise?. Mr. Jack
Need therapy, therapy, advertising causes Therapy, therapy, advertising causes. Chic ’n’ Stu
Mind illusions acquainted, bubbles erotica Plutonium wedding rings, icicle stretchings Bicycles, shoestrings, one flag, flaggy but one Painting the paintings of the alive. I-E-A-I-A-I-O
I’m, but a little bit-bit-bit, show But a little bit-bit-bit, shame But a little bit-bit-bit Bit! Bit! Bit!. F**k the System
Your prospect of living gone You ran the light at dawn Protectors on your back Lights are on their track. Mr. Jack
Every minute and every second, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy Pepperoni and green peppers, mushrooms, olive, chives. Chic ’n’ Stu
Manufacturing consent is the name of the game The bottom line is money, nobody gives a fuck 4000 hungry children leave us per hour from starvation While billions are spent on bombs, creating death showers!. Boom!
Barbarisms by Barbaras with pointed heels Victorious victories kneel for brand new spanking deals Marching forward hypocritic and hypnotic computers. B.Y.O.B.
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. Cigaro
They take me away from, take me away from The strangest places, the strangest places, oh Sweet Danny and Lisa, sweet Danny and Lisa They take me away from, ah. Radio/Video
Sweet berries ready for two Ghosts are no different than you Ghosts are now waiting for you Are you… Question!
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. Lost In Hollywood
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine. B.Y.O.B.
Cool, in denial We’re the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar. Cigaro
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. Radio/Video
Do we, do we know When we fly? When we, when we go Do we die?. Question!
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 looked at you in disgusting ways You should’ve never trusted Hollywood. Lost In Hollywood
Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses’ dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions. B.Y.O.B.
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. Cigaro
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. Lost In Hollywood
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?!. B.Y.O.B.
We’re the regulators that de-regulate 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. Cigaro
You should’ve never trusted Hollywood You should’ve never gone to Hollywood All you bitches put your hands in the air And wave ’em like you just don’t care. Lost In Hollywood
Why don’t you ask the kids at Tiananmen Square? Was fashion the reason why they were there? They disguise it, hypnotize it Television made you buy it. Hypnotize
Liar! Killer! Demon! Back to the River Aras Someone’s blank stare deemed it warfare Liar! Killer! Demon! Back to the River Aras Freedom, freedom We’re free, we’re free. Holy Mountains
Banana, banana, banana, terracotta Banana terracotta, terracotta pie. Vicinity of Obscenity
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. Lonely Day
Dead man lying on the bottom of the grave Wondering when savior comes, is he gonna be saved?. Soldier Side
She’s scared that I will take her away from there Her dreams and her country left with no one there Mesmerized the simple-minded Propaganda leaves us blinded. Hypnotize
They’ve all returned Resting on the mountain side We have learned That you have no. Holy Mountains
Is there a perfect way of holding you, baby? (Liar!) Vicinity of obscenity in your eyes Terracotta, terracotta, terracotta pie Is there a perfect way of holding you, baby? (Liar!) Vicinity of obscenity in your eyes! Terracotta pie, hey!. Vicinity of Obscenity
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. Lonely Day
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. Soldier Side
I’m just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl. Hypnotize
Can, can you hear the Holy Mountains?. Holy Mountains
Such a lonely day and it’s mine It’s a day that I’m glad I survived. Lonely Day
Do we all learn defeat From the whores with bad feet? Beat the meat, beat the meat, treat the feet To the sweet, milky seed. Vicinity of Obscenity
And if you go, I wanna go with you And if you die, I wanna die with you Take your hand and walk away. Lonely Day
Cruelty to the winner, bishop tells the king his lies Maybe you’re a mourner, maybe you deserve to die. Soldier Side