Green Day – 21st Century Breakdown Ukulele Chords

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
Combination is what I understood
From Mexico to the Berlin Wall
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 cries of the class of ’13.
Born in the year 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 4th of July.
Raised in the barnyards, of heroes and cons.
Left me for dead or alive.

There is a war that’s insidemy head.
That questions the results and lies.
I’m breaking my back, till I’m better off dead.
We are not payed, enough to survive.

I am an engine
My debt to the status quo.
The scars on my hands and a means to an end.
It’s all that I have to show.

I’m taking a loan on my sanity.
For the redemption of my soul.
Well I am exempt from this tragedy.
And the 21st century fall.

I praise liberty the freedom to obey.
It’s a song that strangles me.
Well don’t cross the line.

Oh, dream, American dream.
I can’t even sleep from rainstorms till dawn.
Oh, bleed, America bleed.
Believe what you read from heroes and cons.