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
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames 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 13'
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate and 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 a era of heroes and cons
That lept me for dead or alife

I am a nation, a worker, a pawn
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands are the 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
I've broken my fingers
And lied throught my teeth
The pillar of damage control

I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers lept over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Waisting my time
And waiting for judgement day

Praise, Liberty
The freedom to obey
It's a song that strangles me
Don't cross the line

Dream, American dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn

Scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons