Luyện nghe bài hát 21st Century Breakdown

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

My is zero
I never it as a working class hero

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

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

My generation is
I made it as a working class hero

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

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

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

Raised in the era of and cons
That left me for dead or

I am a
A of pride
My to the status quo

The on my hands
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 my teeth
The pillar of control

I've been to the
And thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting
Wasting my
And for Judgment Day

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

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

Oh scream, America,
Believe you see
From and cons