Luyện nghe bài hát 21st Century Breakdown

Born into Nixon I was in hell
A welfare child the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the one to run
My town was blind from sun

My generation is
I made it as a working class hero

21st century
I once was lost but never was
I think I am losing what's left of my
To the century deadline

I was made of poison and
Condemnation is I understood
Video games to the fall
security could kill us all

My is zero
I never made it as a working class

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

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

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

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

I am a
A worker of
My to the status quo

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

I my pride
And I on my faith
I've given my heart and my
broken my fingers
And lied through my
The pillar of control

I've been to the
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the room
my time
And waiting for Day

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

Oh dream, America,
I can't even
From the early dawn

Oh scream, America,
what you see
From and cons