American Hearts

We were raised by wolves And we are still wild And we howl when the troubled winds blow And in the TV's blue light Oh, assassins will lie If we would just go down slow So don't tread on me For I am your brother I was born with an American heart And don't tread on her For she is your sister She was born with an American heart All the people you meet Down in the streets May be good but they don't wanna know So they cover their eyes, for Who wants to be sad? Life is sweet on the bottom of the sea So don't tread on me For I am your brother I was born with an American heart And don't tread on her For she is your sister She was born with an American heart All the mothers will cry, Fathers stay up all night With a chill that goes to the bones And if your God makes war Then he's no God I know For Christ would not send boys to die So don't tread on me For I am your brother I was born with an American heart And don't tread on her For she is your sister She was born with an American heart Don't you get low as hell When the peace dove is felled By a man with the blackest of minds And above the din Let the sighin' begin As we're bound for the longest of roads So don't tread on me For I am your brother I was born with an American heart And don't tread on her For she is your sister She was born with an American heart