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