All the creatures on the beach′s making waves in the motion picture what you keep is in between us search and seizure wake up venus
The dollar bill will return your ill pill Mom and dad take your dont be sad pill Turn the screw and twist my language Dont forsake me im contagious
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Theres a reason for the 21st century Not to sure but i know that its meant to be And that its meant to be
Its my favorite combination Comming down with the favorite nations Deep rotation, mutalation Learn to give and take dictation Ohh Ohh Ohh awww ohhh like cain and abel Ohh ohh ohh awww ohhh Time to run this table
Theres a reason for the 21st century Not to sure but i not that its meant to be And that its meant to be
Read me your scripture and Read me your scripture Read me your scripture and i will twist it Show me your wrist and i Show me your wrist and Show me your wrist and ill kiss it kiss it
Ohh ohh ohh awww ohhh Like cain and abel Ohh ohh ohh aww ohhh Time to run this table
Simple soldier hand it over Stop and read what you just told her Strangulation, ultercation All the sex and good vibration
Theres a reason for the 21st century Not to sure but i not that its meant to be And that its meant to be
Theres a reason for the 21st century Not to sure but i not that its meant to be And that its meant to be
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 am losing What′s left of my mind To the 21st century deadline
I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames of the towers fall Homeland security Could kill us all
We are the class of ′13 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 4th 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 And the means to an ends Is all the 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 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 judgement day
I praise liberty The "freedom to obey" Is the song that strangles me Don′t cross the line
Dream, America dream I can′t even sleep From the light′s early dawn
Scream, America scream Believe what you see From heroes and cons?