21st Century Breakdown Born into Nixon I was raised in hell A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled The last one born 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 Combination is what I understood Videogames to 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 year of humility We are the desperate in the decline Raised by the bastards of 1969
My name is 'No one' The long lost son Born on the 4th of July Raised in the barnyards of heroes and cons That left me for dead or alive
I am a nation A worker of pride My debt to the status quo The scars on my hands And a means to an end It's all that I have to show
I swallowed my pride And I choked on my faith I've given my heart and my soul And lied through my teeth The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge And I've thrown the bouquet Of flowers left over the grave I sat in the waiting room Wasting my time And waiting for judgement day
I praise liberty The 'Freedom to obey' It's a song that strangles me, Don't cross the line
Oh, dream, American dream I can't even sleep From the light's early dawn
Oh, scream, America scream Believe what you see From heroes and cons