Green Day

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Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Born into Nixon, I was raised in hellA welfare child where the teamsters dwelledThe last one born, and the first one to runMy town was blind from refinery sun

My generation is zeroI never made it as a working class hero

21st century breakdownI once was lost, but never was foundI think I’m losing what’s left of my mindTo the 20th century deadline

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I was made of poison and bloodCondemnation is what I understoodVideo games through the towers’ fallHomeland security could kill us all

My generation is zeroI never made it as a working class hero

21st century breakdownI once was lost, but never was foundI think I’m losing what’s left of my mindTo the 20th century deadline

We are the class of, the class of ’13Born in the era of humilityWe are the desperate in the declineRaised by the bastards of 1969

My name is no one, the long lost sonBorn on the Fourth of JulyRaised through the era of heroes and consThat left me for dead or alive

I am a nation, a worker of pride (hey!)My debt to the status quoThe scars on my hands and a means to an endIt’s all that I have to show

Hey!Hey!Hey!

I swallowed my pride, and I choked on my faithI’ve given my heart and my soulI’ve broken my fingers and lied through my teethThe pillar of damage control

I’ve been to the edge, and I’ve thrown the bouquet (hey!)Of flowers left over from the graveI’ve sat in the waiting room wasting my timeAnd waiting for judgment day

I praise libertyThe freedom to obeyIs the song that strangles meWell, don’t cross the line

Oh, dream, America, dreamI can’t even sleepFrom the light’s early dawnOh, scream, America, screamBelieve what you seeFrom heroes and cons

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