Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown |
Green Day Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell. A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled. The last one born and the first one to run. My town was blind from refinery sun. My generation is zero. I never made it as a working class hero. 21st century breakdown. I once was lost but never was found. I think I'm losing what's left of my mind to the 20th century deadline. I was made of poison and blood. condemnation is what I understood. Video games of the tower's fall. Homeland security could kill us all. My generation is zero. I never made it as a working class hero. 21st century breakdown. I once was lost but never was found. I think I'm losing what's left of my mind to the 20th century deadline. We are the cries of the class of 13. Born in the era of humility. We are the desperate and in the decline. Raised by the bastards of 1969. My name is 'no one' your long lost son. Born on the 4th of July. Raised in the era of heroes and cons. That left me for dead or alive. I am a nation, a worker, a pawn. My debt to the status quo. The scars on my hands are the means to an end. It's all that I have to show. I swallowed my pride and I chocked on my faith I've given my heart and my soul I've broken my fingers and lied through my teeth. The pillar of damage control. I've been to the eadge and I've thrown the bouquet of flowers left over the grave. I sat in the waiting room wasting my time and waiting for judgment day. I praise liberty, the freedom to obey. It's a song that strangles me. So don't cross the line. Oh dream America, dream. I can't even sleep. from the light's early dawn. Oh scream America, scream. Believe what you see, from heroes and cons |
