(Some random Persian sentence I can't decipher)
Let me introduce myself, my name's Yassim
Been a Muslim my whole life and I ain't ever met no terrorist
Why would I watch TV? They always try to embarrass us
9/11 was disastrous, fuck those devil advocates
My religion is peace, love and happiness
The shock and awe being televised for free
Cause' bright lights and dead bodies make for great TV
The world is panickin', Mr. Bush is mad again
And watchin' them bombs drop makes me sick to my abdomen
What doesn't kill you can only make you strong
Then I feel like I'm carrying the weight of the world with one arm
While bombs are being dropped from planes, media affects our brains
Remember it's innocent children being slain, and I'm feelin' the pain and the bloodshed
How many more will end up dead?
My brother Mohamed can't get through customs,
Harassed and spit upon, the price for being Muslim
Fuck your sympathy don't look at my differently, don't repeat history or its hate
Salam.
(Chorus) x2
Dooset daram, azizam
Dooset daram, azade
(Persian for "I love you sweetheart, I love you freedom."
In this day and age, is rage and life destruction
Liposuction and breast implants,
Like a Hollywood star with her lips and chest enhanced
Its just plastic surgery for the less advanced
White lies faith on religion sex in churches
Politicians sniffing white lines behind closed curtains
Overpaid athletes stick steroids in ass cheeks
Million dollar salaries depend on players' stat sheets
The young and homeless live amongst the trash heaps
Last week's losers forgotten, dead, stiff and rotten
Like the corpse of Andy Koffman
They say peace sells, but whose buying? (I say SEX sells)
In these days and times, and the public loves it
They can't get enough of it, think anything else is rubbish
MP3s and burnt CDs, leads us to believe that music is now free
The industry is in a panic, major labels running frantic
The world's best mechanic couldn't fix it
Empty seats means kids can't afford a ticket
And it's a problem like teenage love without a condom
(Some random Persian sentence I can't decipher) Let me introduce myself, my name's Yassim Been a Muslim my whole life and I ain't ever met no terrorist Why would I watch TV? They always try to embarrass us 9/11 was disastrous, fuck those devil advocates My religion is peace, love and happiness The shock and awe being televised for free Cause' bright lights and dead bodies make for great TV The world is panickin', Mr. Bush is mad again And watchin' them bombs drop makes me sick to my abdomen What doesn't kill you can only make you strong Then I feel like I'm carrying the weight of the world with one arm While bombs are being dropped from planes, media affects our brains Remember it's innocent children being slain, and I'm feelin' the pain and the bloodshed How many more will end up dead? My brother Mohamed can't get through customs, Harassed and spit upon, the price for being Muslim Fuck your sympathy don't look at my differently, don't repeat history or its hate Salam.
(Chorus) x2 Dooset daram, azizam Dooset daram, azade (Persian for "I love you sweetheart, I love you freedom."
In this day and age, is rage and life destruction Liposuction and breast implants, Like a Hollywood star with her lips and chest enhanced Its just plastic surgery for the less advanced White lies faith on religion sex in churches Politicians sniffing white lines behind closed curtains Overpaid athletes stick steroids in ass cheeks Million dollar salaries depend on players' stat sheets The young and homeless live amongst the trash heaps Last week's losers forgotten, dead, stiff and rotten Like the corpse of Andy Koffman They say peace sells, but whose buying? (I say SEX sells)
In these days and times, and the public loves it They can't get enough of it, think anything else is rubbish MP3s and burnt CDs, leads us to believe that music is now free The industry is in a panic, major labels running frantic The world's best mechanic couldn't fix it Empty seats means kids can't afford a ticket And it's a problem like teenage love without a condom
(Chorus)x2
Azade, freedom... (x3)