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Vol. 1 "The Filth And The Furry"

by The Commonwealth Of American Natives

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1.
I Am A Ghost 02:01
When there’s no second chances And when there’s no hope left And your rights don’t exist A worst case scenario is your best bet And second chances I’ve had a few To make the best of the time you have Well that’s up to you So a fucking addiction makes me a criminal Well then lock me away A sober life’s no good With TOMIS numbers as identities I write this obituary for our long lost liberties ’Cause we don’t fucking know Nor do we care about what exists out there Nor do we care about what they say I don’t, you don’t, we don’t and anyway We just don’t give a shit anymore We just don’t have the time to waste On two faced liars who never gave a fuck anyway I’ve pissed around the block and I’ve done my time And I’ve covered those lines again I’ve been around I've been around And the story goes I am a ghost Half-dead in here and nobody knows And these drugs, they work, so slow We dig our own graves
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Police Cops 01:47
Slit your wrists or burn off your fingertips Baby, you’ve been labeled a terrorist Hop a train, leave your life behind and change your name Once you're numbered, to them, you know we're all the same Everyday, yeah it’s still the same Same old bullshit with a different name Sheriffs, cops, those fucks, they’re all the same Take your job Take a life Do it all and not think twice It’s the same old game They win, we play Slit your wrists or We take the brunt of the pain and agony they crave We’re trapped like rats again We're trapped like rats again Throw down them bones See what the future holds It’s not fucking pretty It's not fucking pretty Throw down them bones See that the seeds are sewn Like cards, my feet shuffle What were streets Now impending rubble We sacrifice We give it all and they take our lives The enemy is black and blue And they look just like me and you ...Get on your bikes and ride!!
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Maybe what we need are more dead cops Fewer laws and better paying fucking jobs Do you know what I’m saying, don’t you? Trade our ballots for barricades Fuck everything that’s in the way Of a right, that’s inborn and you can’t deny it And I won’t give up on you Maybe what we need doesn’t matter Hell, and maybe it never will But still, you’ve got to try And you know, we can smell it 'Cause there’s a class war brewing in the kitchen And you know if I can smell it Don't those politicians gotta fucking smell it brewing too But it doesn't matter anyway Now tell the truth What's inside? And was it that hard to find? It's that faith you keep holding to And that's what's keeping you from pulling through What we have is a lie and a hate and a fear That keeps us from each other Being one with all the others What we have is a hate and fear That we could be everything that we want to be Regrettably division of all class has induced our liberties to fall through the cracks And you see, this war it never stops Have our liberties and choose death by cops And we waste these years Just digging out our ears With plastic forks and knives Anything to drown out the battle cries Of a pointless war That's right outside my door And I just can't relate Bombs and bullets were never really my thing Look for our rights man You're gonna find them Dead in the street For passers by to pass on by Bleached by the sun No one makes it out alive

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7" record on bright pink vinyl w/ digital download

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released January 1, 2016

Recorded over a long period of time at Sound Porter. I think it was 2013, Brian did most of the work because he's awesome. We just played the songs and pretended to know what we were doing. Remastered, cut for vinyl, and etched labels by Dan at Black Matter Mastering.

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The Commonwealth Of American Natives Nashville, Tennessee

The Commonwealth Of American Natives formed out of the ashes of Nashville’s Fist Of The North Star and Murfreesboro’s Desperate Measures. Now after 10+ years they are still Nashville’s premier Gutter-Pop band. Coming up they will be dropping several releases starting with “Vol. 2: Cats, Plagues, and Evil Ways” due out before the end of the year. ... more

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