[Verse 1] Out past Concord Techniques In the ash and bone They took the President’s Technic And left the road alone Gunners came in hard Like a storm through the wire But they don’t know that kind of theft Only feeds the fire
[Pre-Chorus] Heard it from the radio Heard it in the rain The Commonwealth don’t bend its knee And it don’t forget that name Oh, they crossed the line Now the line is drawn
[Chorus] We’ll teach those bastards a lesson A lesson they won’t forget With grit in our boots And a vow in our breath We’ll teach those bastards a lesson Till the whole damn world knows You don’t steal from the Commonwealth And walk away whole
[Verse 2] Mirelurk mud on the fenders Red dust on the crest Old rifles in the rack And a map against my chest Every town along the way Keeps a light in the dark Every friend with a broken flag Still carries a spark
[Pre-Chorus] Tell the crew to saddle up Tell the gates to swing There’s a storm with a human face And a debt to bring Oh, they crossed the line Now the line is drawn
[Chorus] We’ll teach those bastards a lesson A lesson they won’t forget With grit in our boots And a vow in our breath We’ll teach those bastards a lesson Till the whole damn world knows You don’t steal from the Commonwealth And walk away whole
[Bridge] From the farms to the ruins From the vault doors to the pines We’re every scar this land has kept And every one we’ve outlived If they want a war We’ll bring one back home
[Final Chorus] We’ll teach those bastards a lesson A lesson they won’t forget With grit in our boots And a vow in our breath We’ll teach those bastards a lesson Till the whole damn world knows You don’t steal from the Commonwealth And walk away whole
[Outro] No, you don’t steal from the Commonwealth And walk away whole
Style de musique
Melodic country, heroic and mid-tempo with stomping kick, picked acoustic guitar, fiddle lines, and steady handclaps; verse rides dusty low-end and sparse dobro, pre-chorus opens with rising harmony and snare rolls, chorus hits big with gang vocals and ringing telecaster. Lead vocal stays close-mic and gritty in verses, doubled on hooks with proud harmony. Harmonica lifts and reversed swells push into each chorus; final chorus blooms wide and anthemic, bright and punchy with a frontier-road shine., country