This song is about the how the nations of the world don’t care about their people as long the nations can speak their truth, or just how imperialism messes with the people, mainly minorities.
[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
Pop Imperialism was written by Serj Tankian.
Pop Imperialism was produced by Serj Tankian.
Serj Tankian released Pop Imperialism on Mon Sep 26 2022.