BORN INTO NIXON I WAS RAISED IN HELL


A WELFARE CHILD


WHERE THE TEAMSTER 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 20TH CENTURY DEADLINE


I WAS MADE OF POISON AND BLOOD


CONDEMNATION IS WHAT I UNDERSTOOD


VIDEOGAMES OF THE TOWER'S 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 AN 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 END


IS ALL THAT I HAVE TO SHOW


I SWALLOWED MY PRIDE


AND CHOCKED 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 THAT 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