intro: D, A, G

notes: Yes this isn't the best formatting for this, but bear with me. I'm going to
change the was this is set up. Also, this is tuned a HALF STEP down, but the
chords you're going to play the chords as if it was standard tuning which is very
important on the last part of the song. Later on I will make these chords much better.
Thanks.

D				       A             G
  Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
D				               A           G
  A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
D				              A               G
  The last one born and the first one to run
D				               A       G
  My town was blind from refinery sun

Bm                           G
  My generation is zero
Bm                             G                      A
  I never made it as a working class hero

D     A           G
21st century breakdown
  D                           A         G
I once was lost but never was found
  D                           A                 G
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
           D        A         G
To the 20th century deadline
D			    A            G
  I was made of poison and blood
D			      A           G
  Combination is what I understood
D				   A           G
  From Mexico to the Berlin Wall
D				            A        G
  Homeland security could kill us all

Bm                           G
  My generation is zero
Bm                             G                      A
  I never made it as a working class hero

D     A           G
21st century breakdown
  D                           A         G
I once was lost but never was found
  D                           A                 G
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
           D        A         G
To the 20th century deadline

Part 2: A chord

A						       D
We are the cries of the class of '13
A				              D
Born in the year of humility
A							D
We are the desperate in the decline
A
Raised by the bastards of 1969

D					     G    A    D
My name is 'No one' your long lost son
Born on the 4th of July
D					     G      A   D           
Raised in the barnyards of heroes and cons
Left me for dead or alive
D				      G    A    D
There is a war that's inside my head
That questions the results and lies
         D					 G    A      D
I'm breaking my back till I'm better off dead
We are not payed enough to survive
D			    G      A    D
I am an engine, a worker, a pawn
My debt to the status quo
D					            G    A      D
The scars on my hands and a means to an end
It's all that I have to show
D				       G   A  D
I'm taking a loan on my sa  ni  ty
For the redemption of my soul
D					 G   A   D
WelI am exempt from this tra  ge  dy
And the 21st century fall
    G		 A   D        G		   A	 D
I praise liber  ty, the freedom to o  bey
	 G			 A	D
It's a song that strangles me
	    G		    D	   A
Well don't cross the line

G, D, A (repeat x3)

       D              Db       B
Oh, dream, American dream
   A              G
I can't even sleep
	  A#                   D
From rainstorms till dawn
       D            Db       B
Oh, bleed, America bleed
     A                       G
Believe what you read
	  A#
From heroes and cons