Artist: Green Day
Song: 21st Century Breakdown
Album: 21st Century Breakdown
Tuning: Half Step Down


[Intro]
  


[Verse]
             
  Born into Ni

             
xon I was rais

       
ed in hell
             
  A welfare ch

              
ild where the 

         
teamsters dwel

led
             
  The last one

              
 born and the 

             
first one to r


un
             
  My town was 

              
blind from ref

      
inery sun

            
  My generatio

     
n is zero
            
  I never made

             
 it as a worki

         
ng class hero


[Chorus]
           
21st century b

reakdown
             
I once was los

           
t but never wa

s found
             
I think I'm lo

             
sing what's le

      
ft of my mind
            
To the 20th ce

      
ntury deadline


[Verse]
             
  I was made o

            
f poison and b

lood
             
  Condemnation

            
 is what I und

erstood
             
  Video games 

             
of the tower's

 
 fall
             
  Homeland sec

             
urity could ki

      
ll us all

            
  My generatio

     
n is zero
            
  I never made

             
 it as a worki

         
ng class hero


[Chorus]
           
21st century b

reakdown
             
I once was los

           
t but never wa

s found
             
I think I'm lo

             
sing what's le

      
ft of my mind
            
To the 20th ce

      
ntury deadline


[Part 2]


             
We are the cla

              
ss, of the cla

         
ss of '13
             
Born in the er

              
a of humility
             
We are the des

              
perate in the 

       
decline

Raised by the 

bastards of 19

69

             
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 p


ride

My debt to the status quo
             
The scars on m

              
y hands and al

          
l means to an 

end

It's all that I have to show
             
I swallowed my

             
 pride, and I 

   
choked on my f

aith

I've given my heart and my soul
             
I've broken my

             
 fingers, and 

       
lied through m

y teeth

The pillar of damage control

         
I've been to t

he edge
             
And I've throw

     
n the bouquet

Of flowers left over from the grave

I sat in the w

aiting room
         
Wasting my tim

e

And waiting for Judgment Day

            
I praise liber

            
  ty, the free

         
dom to o  bey
             
It's a song th

             
at strangles m

      
e
             
Well don't cro

      
ss the line

   (x3)

           
Oh, dream, Ame

      
rican dream
             
I can't even s

 
leep
            
From light's e

       
arly dawn
           
Oh, scream, Am

     
erica scream
             
Believe what y

   
ou see
     
From heroes an

d cons