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
Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away? And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain
[I. Mass Hysteria] Sing us the song of the century That sings like American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Of forgotten hope and the class
Well I'm in another state, another state of mind, I wish that I could be there right next to her This road leads to this, this one leads to that, Her
I. Her Man's Been Gone Her man's been gone For night on a year He was due home yesterday But he ain't here Her man's been gone For night on a year
laughter Songs of yesterday Now live in the underground Life before the lobotomy Christian sang the eulogy Sign my love a lost memory From the end of the century
I got under the grip Between the modern hell I got the rejection letter in the mail and It was already ripped to shreds. Seasons in a ruin and This bitter
I'm not fucking around I think I'm coming out All the deceivers and cheaters I think we've got a bleeder right now Want you to slap me around Want you
Lights out, Here comes the night, As the darkness falls over the light Lights out, There goes the day And this fear that comes won't go away And I'm
Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? Peopled call, say, beware doll, you're bound to fall You thought
Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy
Desperate But not hopeless I feel so useless In the murder city Desperate But not helpless The clock strikes midnight In the murder city I'm wide awake
I text a postcard, sent to you Did it go through? Sending all my love to you. You are the moonlight of my life every night Giving all my love to you
I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands and knees Take me to the emergency 'Cause something seems to be missing Somebody take the
Well, I've got a fever A non-believer I'm in a state of grace For I am the Caesar I'm gonna seize the day Well, call of the banshee, hey hey Hey hey
I crossed the river Fell into the sea Where the non-believers Go beyond belief Then I scratched the surface In the mouth of hell Running out of service
Sing us a song of the century That's louder than bombs And eternity The era of static and contraband That's leading us to the promised land Tell us a
Well, that's all right, mama That's all right for you That's all right mama, just anyway you do That's all right, that's all right. That's all right