21st Century Breakdown

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh 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 Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood Video games through the towers' 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 class of, the class of '13 Born in the era 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 Fourth of July Raised through the era of heroes and cons That left me for dead or alive I am a nation, a worker of pride (hey!) 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 Hey! Hey! Hey! I swallowed my pride, and I choked 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 edge, and I've thrown the bouquet (hey!) Of flowers left over from the grave I've sat in the waiting room wasting my time And waiting for judgment day I praise liberty The freedom to obey Is the song that strangles me Well, 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