AA Bondy

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Aint no one in line, 
I take out my heart,
and then I fire it from a cannon
With such a sound over the hills and 
every trouble is abandoned

Into the mercy wheel, 
See it spinning in the twilight


From Mercy Wheel off When the Devil's Loose. 

I also like this song (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

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