domingo, 22 de marzo de 2009

21st Century Breakdown

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 

I was made of poison and blood 
Combination 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 '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' 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 a war that's inside my head 
That questions the results and lies 
I'm breaking my back till I'm better off dead 
We are not payed enough to survive 

I am an engine, a worker, a pawn 
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'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, American dream 
I can't even sleep 
from rainstorms till dawn 
Oh, bleed, America bleed 
Believe what you read 
from heroes and cons 


NO AGUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANTO
MÁS.

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