21st Century Breakdown
Green Day Lyrics
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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
I once was lost but never was found
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline
(Uuuh, uuuh uuuh uuh)
I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Video games of 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 class of the class of thirteen
Born in the era 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 fourth of July
Raised in the era of heroes and cons
That left me for dead or alive
I am a nation, a worker of pride (pride)
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands and the means to an end
It's all that I have to show
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
I swallowed my pride and I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've broken my fingers and lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge and I've thrown the bouquet (hey)
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room, wasting my time
And waiting for judgement day
Praise liberty
The freedom to obey
It's the song that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
Oh, dream, America, dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
Oh, scream, America, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
The song "21st Century Breakdown" by Green Day is a reflection of the chaotic world the band sees in the 21st century. The song speaks of the issues that have arisen from the past and the problems that still persist. In the first verse, the singer describes his upbringing and how he was born in the era of President Nixon and raised in poverty among struggling working-class families. The second verse describes the struggles of his generation, especially in the face of technology and governmental manipulation. The chorus emphasizes the stress and pressure that the singer is feeling, feeling lost and losing his mind to the deadlines of the 20th century.
The third verse shifts to speak of the class of 2013, the singer and his peers. They were born in an era of desperation, rising from the societal decline brought on by their predecessors' actions. The singer positions himself as a person who has been abandoned by those who came before him but still carries the scars and pride of a frontline worker. He refers to himself as a nation, carrying the debt and pain caused by the status quo. The bridge of the song speaks of the singer's struggle to keep his faith alive, to believe in the American dream that seems to be slipping away. The final lines speak of the need to scream for change and to stop dreaming and start taking action.
Line by Line Meaning
Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell
I was born during Nixon's presidency and raised in a difficult environment
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
I grew up in a neighborhood with many labor union workers
The last one born and the first one to run
I was the youngest in my family and quick to leave home
My town was blind from refinery sun
The pollution from the local refinery was unbearable
My generation is zero
My age group feels empty and lacking in direction
I never made it as a working class hero
I never succeeded with a blue-collar job as a symbol of American pride
21st century breakdown
The modern era is causing widespread societal problems
I once was lost but never was found
I struggled in the past but didn't receive any support or assistance
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
I feel like I'm going crazy
To the 20th century deadline
The pressure to meet outdated expectations is overwhelming
I was made of poison and blood
I was raised with negativity and violence
Condemnation is what I understood
I learned that criticism and punishment were the norm
Video games of the Tower's fall
The September 11 terrorist attacks were so shocking that they became popular in video games
Homeland security could kill us all
The government's attempts to protect us from terrorism could harm us as well
We are the class of the class of thirteen
We're the unlucky generation born into hard times (2013 when the song was recorded)
Born in the era of humility
We were raised to be humble and probably poor
We are the desperate in the decline
We represent a struggling society that is facing economic decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969
Our parents were the result of the 1960s counterculture movement
My name is no one, the long lost son
I feel like I don't have a meaningful identity
Born on the fourth of July
I was born on a patriotic American holiday but my life has not lived up to that
Raised in the era of heroes and cons
I was brought up during a time when reality and deception looked similar
That left me for dead or alive
My upbringing didn't give me any guarantees of success or protection
I am a nation, a worker of pride (pride)
I am a patriotic and hardworking person who takes pride in my country
My debt to the status quo
I feel obligated to conform to societal norms and expectations
The scars on my hands and the means to an end
I have physical scars from my struggles and I'll do whatever it takes to survive
It's all that I have to show
I don't have any tangible achievements because I'm too busy trying to make ends meet
I swallowed my pride and I choked on my faith
I pushed my beliefs aside and faked my way through difficult situations
I've given my heart and my soul
I've sacrificed everything for my ambitions
I've broken my fingers and lied through my teeth
I've literally hurt myself and been dishonest to get ahead
The pillar of damage control
I'm trying to salvage the destruction I've caused
I've been to the edge and I've thrown the bouquet (hey)
I've been to the brink of giving up and have given up on my dreams many times over
Of flowers left over the grave
There's nothing worthwhile left to remember after I'm gone
I sat in the waiting room, wasting my time
I feel stuck and unfulfilled while I wait for something to happen
And waiting for judgement day
I'm hoping that there's something better waiting for me at the end of my struggle
Praise liberty
I acknowledge the value of freedom
The freedom to obey
We have the freedom to make our own choices but still have to follow rules
It's the song that strangles me
My expectations and my reality are at odds, causing confusion and pain
Well, don't cross the line
I'm warning others not to follow in my painful footsteps
Oh, dream, America, dream
Oh, America, please live up to your potential and promise
I can't even sleep
My worries about my uncertain future keep me awake at night
From the light's early dawn
From the very beginning, I don't see any hope for my future
Oh, scream, America, scream
Oh, America, let your people's cries for help and change be heard
Believe what you see
The problems we're facing are real and can't be ignored
From heroes and cons
From the surface, it's meaningless to try to tell the difference between heroes and villains in our society
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Michael Pritchard, Frank E., Iii Wright, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tre Cool
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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
Condemnation is what I understood
Video games of 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 class of the class of thirteen
Born in the era 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 fourth of July
Raised in the era 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 there a means to an end
Is all that I have to show
I swallowed my pride and choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've broken my fingers and I've 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 Judgment Day
I praise liberty
The freedom to obey
Is the song that strangles me
Well don't cross the line
Oh, dream, America, dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
Oh, scream, America, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
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@siphobrisloks8133
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero!
@Vikki.ledge987
I'm 56, and here for the tour!!! I LOVE Green Day ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
@jimlopz8201
i wish Green day play this song on the Savior tour this coming 2024 tour.💚
@chadjones6074
Billie Joe Armstrong is a criminally underrated lyricist. To me, he should be mentioned as one of the greatest writers in rock history. A ton of great lines include cognitive dissonance and contradicting ideas. The passage, “The freedom to obey,” is a very powerful and poignant idea. What a world class talent he is.
@maticmezner3856
Totally true.
@robertgroen2197
underrated. Dude, they're one of the biggest rock bands in the world, sell out shows globally, have won numerous awards and made millions of dollars doing their music. I don't see how this is true?
@praywithoutceasing4939
Beach Boys, Aerosmith, Green Day. American answer to the British
@chadjones6074
@@robertgroen2197 I totally understand that Green Day has gotten praise and accolades both commercially and critically. I was honing in specifically on Armstrong’s lyrics. I think he often gets overshadowed by Petty, Springsteen, Daltrey and others. To me, he should absolutely should be mentioned in the pantheon of rock lyricists, and I just don’t think most people rate him that high.
@robertgroen2197
@@chadjones6074 fair enough mate