[00:00.00] 作词 : Armstrong, Billie Joe
[00:00.56] 作曲 : Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Wright III, Frank Edwin / Armstrong, Billie Joe
[00:01.12]Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown
[00:07.89]
[00:09.73]
[00:33.49]
[00:42.55]Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
[00:46.69]A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
[00:50.69]The last one born the first one to run
[00:54.81]My town was blind from refinery sun
[00:58.24]
[00:59.25]My generation is zero
[01:03.40]I never made it as a working class hero
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[01:07.44]21st century breakdown
[01:11.21]I once was lost but never was found
[01:15.36]I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
[01:19.16]To the 20th century deadline
[01:29.03]
[01:32.68]I was made of poison and blood
[01:36.92]Combination is what I understood
[01:40.87]Videogames to the tower's fall
[01:44.99]Homeland security could kill us all
[01:48.42]
[01:49.21]My generation is zero
[01:53.34]I never made it as a working class hero
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[01:57.52]21st century breakdown
[02:01.14]I once was lost but never was found
[02:05.26]I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
[02:09.12]To the 20th century deadline
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[02:37.69]We are the cries of the class of '13
[02:40.82]Born in the year of humility
[02:43.91]We are the desperate in the decline
[02:47.04]Raised by the bastards of 1969
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[03:01.46]My name is 'No one'
[03:03.10]The long lost son
[03:04.31]Born on the 4th of July
[03:07.34]Raised in the barnyards of heroes and cons
[03:10.20]That left me for dead or alive
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[03:13.31]I am a nation
[03:14.56]A worker of pride
[03:16.16]My debt to the status quo
[03:19.12]The scars on my hands
[03:20.51]And a means to an end
[03:22.03]It's all that I have to show
[03:24.87]
[03:36.91]I swallowed my pride
[03:38.27]And I choked on my faith
[03:39.79]I've given my heart and my soul
[03:42.78]And lied through my teeth
[03:44.16]The pillar of damage control
[03:48.41]
[03:48.80]I've been to the edge
[03:50.12]And I've thrown the bouquet
[03:51.73]Of flowers left over the grave
[03:54.63]I sat in the waiting room
[03:56.29]Wasting my time
[03:57.56]And waiting for judgement day
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[04:01.50]I praise liberty
[04:03.76]The "Freedom to obey"
[04:06.53]It's a song that strangles me,
[04:09.33]Don't cross the line
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[04:38.82]Oh, dream, American dream
[04:44.78]I can't even sleep
[04:48.57]From the light's early dawn
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[04:54.22]Oh, bleed, America bleed
[05:00.16]Believe what you read
[05:03.97]From heroes and cons
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作词 : Armstrong, Billie Joe
作曲 : Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Wright III, Frank Edwin / Armstrong, Billie Joe
Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown

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 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
Videogames to the tower's 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 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'
The long lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in the barnyards 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 show
I swallowed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for judgement day
I praise liberty
The "Freedom to obey"
It's a song that strangles me,
Don't cross the line
Oh, dream, American dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
Oh, bleed, America bleed
Believe what you read
From heroes and cons