Для кого-то Green Day — просто ещё одни попсовики, рядящиеся под панков. Для кого-то это целая религия. Для кого-то — сам панк. Во всём этом есть правда.  От простых мотивов до наркомании на любителя философских мыслей, от заводного панка до медленных баллад…  

По мне, так Грины сочинили одну песню, не согласится с идеей которой только самовлюблённый   придурок.    

 

Перевод  (почему не здесь же — потому, что оригинал всегда свят и совершенен)
 

  «21st Century Breakdown»

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

[Pre-chorus:]
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero

[Chorus:]
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
Condemnation is what I understood
Video games of the towers fall
Homeland security could kill us all

[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus]

We are the class of 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 end
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»
It's the song that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line

Oh, dream, America, dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn

Oh, scream, America, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons