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21st Century Breakdown by Green Dayالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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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 by 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
From Mexico to the Berlin Wall
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 thirteen
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate 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 barnyards of heroes and cons
Left me for dead or alive

There is the war that's inside my head
That questions the results and lies
While breaking my back 'til I'm damn near well dead
When enough ain't enough to survive

I am an agent, a worker, a pawn
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands are a means to an end
It's all that I have to show

I'm taking a loan on my sanity
For the redemption of my soul
Well, I am exempt from this tragedy
And the 21st century fall

I praise liberty
The freedom to obey
It's a song that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line

Oh, dream, America, dream
I can't even see
From rainstorms 'til dawn
Oh, bleed, America, bleed
Believe what you read
From heroes and cons

Writer : ARMSTRONG, BILLIE JOE / WRIGHT, FRANK E., III / PRITCHARD, MICHAEL
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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