Ola Pessoal!Bem, decidi compartilhar com voces uma dessas reflexoes que voce tem quando esta tomando banho (sim, porque na real, banho = 25 minutos pensando e refletindo sobre as facetas misteriosas do universo e 5 minutos se lavando :B).As vezes costumo tomar banho ouvindo musica (pra desespero de meus pais, que as vezes estao "apertados" e se esgoelando do lado de fora do banheiro e eu nao ouco, mas enfim...), e num dia desses estava ouvindo System of a Down e, de repente, sei la, parei pra prestar atencao na letra (nao da de entender muita coisa, afinal e uma berraceira rapida e com guitarras e bateria ao fundo), mas algumas partes da de entender, e depois procurei o resto na internet e, de certa forma, passei a achar esta banda muito menos besta e comum (sim, eles sao engracados e bestas) do que sempre achei.Deem uma olhada na letra e reflitam comigo :BB.Y.O.B.Why do they always send the poor?Barbarisms by BarbarasWith pointed heelsVictorious victories kneelFor brand new spankin' dealsMarching forward hypocritic andHypnotic computersYou depend on our protectionYet you feed us lies from the tableclothEverybody's going to the party have a real good timeDancing in the desert blowing up the sunshineKneeling roses disappearing intoMoses' dry mouthBreaking into Fort Knox stealingOur intentionsHangers sitting dripped in oilCrying freedomHanded to obsoletionStill you feed us lies from the tableclothEverybody's going to the party have a real good timeDancing in the desert blowing up the sunshineEverybody's going to the party have a real good timeDancing in the desert blowing up the sunshineBlast offIt's party timeAnd we don't live in a fascist nationBlast offIt's party timeAnd 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 intoMoses' dry mouthBreaking into Fort Knox stealingOur intentionsHangers sitting dripped in oilCrying freedomHanded to obsoletion,Still you feed us lies from the tableclothEverybody's going to the party have a real good timeDancing in the desert blowing up the sunshineEverybody's going to the party have a real good timeDancing in the desert blowing up the sunWhere 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?Why do they always send the poor?Why do they always send the poor?They always send the poor!They always send the poor!Primeiro de tudo:Por que B.Y.O.B.?Na cultura norte americana (ou estado-unidense, para os mais chatos nao ficarem me corrigindo), B.Y.O.B. significa "Bring your own Bottle" ou ainda "Bring your own Booze", traduzindo livremente, traga sua propria garrafa ou bebida (alcoolica).Para o System, em sua critica social, seria "Bring your own Bombs", ou "Tragam suas proprias bombas".Mas o que ha de espetacular nisso? Facil!Tudo!Trazer suas proprias bombas"Significa lutar