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What Doesn't Kill Us​.​.​.

by The Commonwealth Of American Natives

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Toby Tyler US SOUTHERN CRUST GOTTA STICK TOGETHER!!! I like #8 because it goes wrong most the tyme. And BURN THIS CITY!!! BURN YOUR CITY!!! How could you not love that line?!?!? Favorite track: The Show Must Go Wrong.
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1.
This is where we draw a line in the sand/This where we make our mark again/They'll write an article about me someday/And I know it won't be on the front/Paging anyone, anybody out there/Anyone know what is going on?/What the fuck have we all become?/There's nothing left/Just aggravation, irritation, and neglect/were all these chapters better left unread?/There was no malice intent/Rise up/Revolt/Defeat/Then repeat.
2.
Mama swords said what we gonna do/When the black and blues come after you/Your eyes your mouth/You’d keep them shut if you knew what it’s about/There is nothing left here for me/But trouble pain and misery/I don’t know how much longer I can stand it/Things just never work out how you plan it/Oh the tangled webs we weave/And it sure got messy/And I think it’s time that I should leave/Lost here in the bowery/With my ginger friends from Tennessee/Just dreamin’ of at what’s at home for me/On that dead end street off Briley/Well if home is where the heart it/Then dig me a grave that six feet deep/I’m done/I’m spent/I’ve been in hell for way to long.
3.
Grafspee 02:42
Your mouth is a cannon, dear/ And you sink my battleship/ Your verbal cannonballs ricochet against the walls when I’m trying to make sense/ And you say you’re not a sailor ‘til you’ve been through the scuttle in the puddle to find a back door/ Yeah, that’s right babe, I can sink this ship/ We can settle this shit on the ocean floor/ So don’t even bother trying to explain why these sirens at the bar keep calling our names/ keep us warm for the night/ready for the fight/ they keeps us looking for those rescue lights/ And this sea is a hungry dog with waves of canine teeth/ It’ll break a man apart, starting with his heart/ And bring him down to his knees/ We used to have a sense of security/ When we had a good sense of doubt/ Looking in the mirror, just to see a bit clearer but we never quite figured it out/ And these songs that we sing, if they mean anything/ We’d know just when to drop the ball and sink/For those at sea
4.
She was nothing but a common whore/She got what she deserved/You’ll get what you deserve/I drank the water and I came unglued/I took in trust when I got screwed/You can keep your dress/And I’ll take my wine/This was never what we started/This was never what we planned.
5.
Rebel Rouser 03:16
I’m sick/So sick/Of all these motherfuckers that keep feeding me shit/My life may not paint a pretty picture/But I’m not getting sick of it/I don’t need your savior in my life/To tell me what to do/I don’t need your god in my life/I’ll give him a big right handed fuck you/Let’s misbehave/Let’s not be slaves/Oh yeah/All right/Here’s to being fucked up in life/Don’t give a shit/I never did anyway/Here’s to you and not getting screwed/Let’s never kill/And take lots of pills/Do what we want/Do it when we will/Here’s to you and not getting screwed/When I was young baby I was livin’ large/I was dreamin’ big/I was drivin’ fast cars/I was livin’ the life/Livin’ that fucked up nine 2 five/You say I’m livin’ too fast/I say no I’m on a roll/But when my body is dyin’/And my lungs are fryin’/I’ll see you right there/Right there on the other side
6.
This world is spinning out of our control/A similar song we’re forced to like/It’s shoved right down our throats/The player’s set to repeat/And the needle’s gone berserk/And every time I look around it’s gotten so much worse/Now dance monkey, dance!/Do what that dollar sign tells you to/Now dance monkey, dance!/Do what that dollar sign tells you to do/I see our freedoms here/They’re dying every day/Dying out here on the streets like a fucking pig parade/The cops keep us on lock down while our leaders make their plans/To sell us all to foreign oil or anyone they can/Why do I question the powers that be?/I guess it’s just a patriotic tendency/Why do you believe everything that you read/Lies on paper still look like lies to me/Those pigs are flying overhead/ Oh No!/10 years to life/What a fucking joke/Those pigs are flying overhead/Oh yea!/I’m free/Never want your life of luxuries
7.
Sarah Majors 03:22
I had a dream last night lyin’ in my bed/ I was a sober Sarah Majors/ All right, all right, oh yeah/I had a dream last night starin’ in a room/ I said the state aint a trap, aint a trap it’s a tomb/ I had a dream last night like I never dreamed/ I said the state is a comin’, yeah their comin’ and their playing for keeps/ I know sister Sarah they got us both by the throats/ all of us with disillusioned since of control/ They throw, they throw, they throw, they throw the first stone/and In the dream I dreamed like I never had sleeped/and one day like Sarah, like Sarah, like Sarah yeah I’ll be free/ Oh, you know we can’t outrun them this time, not this time, no baby, this time/I’ve been a slave for too long/Been in this daze for so long/I’ve been a slave for so long/I’ll be in the grave before too long/
8.
Economic depression, civilization regression, a police state to boot, let’s go!/They import the drugs that are on the streets/Then lock you up for just using/There’s more money in human slaves/Then there is in compassion any day/Burn This City/Burn your city/Burn your city to the ground/The CIA has paved the way/Oliver North got off scot-free/If that’s the best you got, then you’re “best” here just won’t do/Blackout/Blacked out/I’m dead/I’ve been gagged and bound/Choked and slammed/Handcuffed sitting in the back of your van/America/!!!!JACK’s Line!!!!/Watch as the planes are circle’n what will they find, Watch as the flames rise higher, we all wait in line/America you’ve fucked us once before/You fucked us once before/You won’t fuck us anymore/Decriminalization, rehabilitation/Not prohibition and incarceration!/
9.
Gaveway 03:10
For every misplaced cause/And your misguided laws/And every word you speak/And every single time we meet/You try to state your case/But every point you make/Is another foot in the mouth you see/Freedoms not free/Not in this country/Sit back, relax, and watch them rape your civil liberties/You gave it away/All these decisions must be made/There’s always someone else to blame/So where do you draw the line/Between freedom and our own demise?/And all of the bullshit that your sold/You know it makes you miserable/Hate isn’t something to create/It’s a means to an end and I don’t need it anyway
10.
Episode 2F14 02:16
Where the rubber meets the road and your soul is sold/And the rules are made, yeah made to be broke/ Hell people sing a song of mind control/ People on the streets singin’ for peace, yeah? THE COPS GOT US LOWER CLASS DOWN ON OUR KNEES/ Chance of serving slim to least so you out at night and hit the city streets/ Up to somethin’, good for nothin’, swear your up to somethin’ always good for nothin’/Yea I’ll play every day in your fucking YOU-S-A/I’ll play every day in your goddamned YOU-S-A/We got your money now burn in hell/ We all have a choice, a choice to make, to believe in the media or fuckin’ think/ when prisons are a cover for slavery/ where healthcare’s a capital industry and the ignorant and poor are paid to bread/ Is America still the land of the free? With my grandparents afraid of the fuckin’ POLICE
11.
What the hell are you doing here?/she said with a whisper and with a stare/That’s not a lot and just relax/And let the hooks do their work/I promise/It couldn’t be worse than…/Baby…
12.
I feel like shit/And that won’t change/Unless I get my fix today/These hands they shake/But they don’t give up/I might be down and out/But I’m not fucked/So I hit the ground/And start running/I still got work to do before I see my end

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released March 6, 2012

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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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