21st Century Breakdown [That’s Not Cricket]

Lyrics

[Part I] [Verse 1] 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 [Pre-Chorus] My generation is zero I never made it as a working– Let's go! [Chorus] 21st century breakdown I once was lost, but never was found I think I'm losin' what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline ([...]) [Verse 2] I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood Video games to the tower's fall Homeland Security could kill us all [Pre-Chorus] My generation is zero I never made it as a working-class Let's go! [Chorus] 21st century breakdown I once was lost, but never was found I think I'm losin' what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline Let's go! [Part II] [Spoken Word Intro] Billie: Are you ready? I say: Hey-oh! Audience: Hey-oh! Billie: I say: Hey-oh! C'mon! Audience: Hey-oh! Billie: Hey! Hey! Audience: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Billie: Everybody up Audience: Hey! Hey! Billie: Everybody on your face! Let's go! Get those [...]. Are you ready? Now, we're gonna sing one, two, three, four! I want everybody to go fucking crazy! Alright? Audience: Yes! Billie: Do you fucking hear me? Audience: Yes! Billie: I said do you hear me? Audience: Yeah! [Intro] 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 [Verse 3] My name is No One, the 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 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 just let go [Interlude] Hey Hey Hey [Verse 4] 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 the grave I sat in the waiting room wasting my time And waiting for Judgment Day [Bridge] I praise liberty The freedom to obey Is the song that strangles me Well, don't cross the line Alright! Put your hands up in the air! [Part III] [Outro] 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