American Hearts

We were raised by wolves

And we are still wild

And we howl when the troubled wind blows

And in the TV's blue light

Oh, assassins will lie

Every wail just a-goin' 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 at the bottom of the sea

And 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

And the mothers will cry,

Fathers stay up all night

With the worry that goes to the bones

And if your God makes war

Then he's no God I know

'Cause Christ would not send boys to die

And 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 men with the blackest of minds

And above the din

Let the sighin' begin

As we're bound for the longest of days

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