Luyện nghe bài hát 21st Century Breakdown

Born Nixon I was raised in hell
A child where the teamsters dwelled
The one born, and the first one to run
My was blind from refinery sun

My generation is
I never made it as a working class

century breakdown
I was lost but never was found
I I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline

I was of poison and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Video games to the tower's
Homeland security kill us all

My is zero
I never made it as a class hero

21st breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th century

We are the of, the class of 13
Born in the era of
We are the in the decline
by the bastards of 1969

My is no one
The long son
on the 4th of July

Raised in the era of heroes and
That left me for or alive

I am a
A of pride
My to the status quo

The scars on my
And the to an end
Is all that I to show

I my pride
And I choked on my
I've my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The pillar of control

I've to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left over from the
I sat in the waiting
my time
And for Judgment Day

I liberty
The "freedom to obey"
Is the song that me
don't cross the line

Oh dream, America,
I even sleep
From the light's dawn

Oh scream, America,
Believe you see
From heroes and