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7-song EP released in 2011

written, produced, and recorded in our humble abodes: drums and bass in Tallahassee, everything else in West Palm Beach

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released October 18, 2011

Chris Strickland: vocals, guitars, keyboards
James Kos: drums
Mike Gargiulo: bass

additional musicians: Felipe Afanador and Angela Strickland

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Blackhawk and the Nightdrivers Florida

Blackhawk and the Nightdrivers is a rock band from West Palm Beach, Florida. Their first official release, a five-song EP titled Commonwealth was made available to the universe on July 23, 2013.

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Track Name: Killborn
Hello, goodbye, an ordinary solicitation
We’re born, we die, without any definite answers
Face to face with the grandmother of creation
We laugh, we cry, and remember, and forget

Hey strawberry way will you come out and play?
It’s such a sunny day now
Ooh blueberry dew will you drip on my shoe?
It’s such a honey day now
Aah raspberry rat, you sit on your mat!
But it’s a funny day now
Oy boysenberry boy will you bring me some joy?
It’s such a sunny day now

Create, destroy, on the streets and highways that God built
He gives, he takes, all the love and happiness we’ve felt
Life is what we call the time in between awake and a dream
Death is what we see when we look at the past, when we look at the future
Track Name: Firstborn
Hang around town ‘til the sun goes down
Sit around here til the stars appear
It’s OK to stay

I hope you’re not down
When I knock you to the ground
I hope you’re not down
When I kick you in the frown

First born unto the sky I just might cry
Second born you had to die, he just might be
The one to save us from all harm
And lend a helping hand
With beans and disease and warm feces
We are a yelping band

Hop on a train go a mile or two
A couple of bums staring back at you
but it’s OK to stay

I hope you’re not down
When I knock you to the ground
I hope you’re not down
When I kick you in the frown

Third born beneath the sea, Venus she be
Fourth born from outer space begat the human race
The one to save us from all harm
And lend a helping hand
With beans and disease and warm feces
We are the devil’s band
Track Name: Rebirth
Trap-jaw’s hammer’s like a concubine,
A mouth full of whiskey and turpentine
Horseman’s spear will do anything,
To reinstate him as the newborn king
Swamp-boy crawls for a high grass bass,
The other boys think he’s a little crass
Crank-shaft Jimmy door the great I am,
the fifty-third cousin to son of Sam

Goddamn! it’s my seventeenth birthday
but I don’t care I’m gonna shoot myself anyway
Innocence in a sense is bliss
but ignorance in a sense is piss and vinegar

Gnawed off heads of Floridians,
Twenty-seven buckets to carry them in
Stabbed through the heart of an old centaur,
On his way to be a Bollywood star
Cover up the gills with a wool knit scarf,
Stammer into town and make the young girls barf
Pick the lock to the parishioner’s door,
It’s time to make him feel like a little whore

Goddamn! it’s my seventeenth birthday
But I don’t care I’m gonna shoot myself anyway
Innocence in a sense is bliss
But ignorance in a sense is piss and vinegar…

…so much unsaid…I got a bullet in my head…and now I’m dead
Track Name: Street Boys II
Every time we meet,
Gotta hit the street
Gotta snag some chronic dope,
If you wanna see new hope

Mad bitches on the street,
Wanna crank the 'grade A' meat
I see a spark of innocence,
Right before they recompense

A hard life we keep,
Street fighters on the mean mean streets
Hood thugs and battered hoes,
Gotten used to a bloody nose

Glorious! Glorious! Glorious! Glorious! Glorious! Glorious! Glorious!

We are the street boys (glorious and wonderful)
We are the street boys (fabulous magnificent)
We are the street boys (destiny unfolds, the truth will now be told)
We are the street boys

Locked hard for too long,
Prison gangs where he belongs
A different man than when he arrived,
A hard drive to stay alive

Possession without intent,
For seven Gs that he lent
Lucky number lead to cell block seven,
Seven years of bread unleavened

Crack junky funky monkey,
Bibbity bobbity boo hootchie cootchie coo
Wise up and get off the street boys,
And reclaim your glorious poise
Track Name: Ass-o-rama
You suffer at the hand of fate you
You hammer on the nail that paid you
You belligerent fool

Tomorrow will never die,
Until I stick a needle in your eye

Eat your heart out sultry Jesus
Ride the krokus, boy
Ass-o-rama que tu mama
Ride the krokus and don’t be coy

I remember throwing up at sixteen I
I still carry all those memories I
I will never forget

From Chicago to New York
From Dresden to Amsterdam

Eat your heart out sultry Jesus
Ride the krokus, boy
Ass-o-rama que tu mama
Ride the krokus and don’t be coy
Track Name: Afterbirth
When I wake up and find you in the darkest light Jobless, broke, and always in a fight
Lounge and package at 2:00,
And then you’re at the wheel
Then you wake up at noon,
With no more time to kill

I hope these bad dreams get you through the night
After birth you will soon take flight (like a firefly)

It’s time to take the road we’re on
And drive into the night
Make believe what you believe
And I’ll believe it’s right
Far away the tide will turn
And the moon will burn so bright
I feel, you feel, we feel fine...

…be gentle with me, please be gentle with me

When you finally make it home and I hope you do,
See that picture of me when we were at the zoo
Thought I was making a face just like I had no clue
Wake up, fill your cup, have smoke or two
Track Name: The Grubber
Homeless under the old bridge
Over the gay ridge with purple jesus
Out in the street with nothing to eat

Your sister and your mother
They serve your father who penetrates your lover
And your brother the grubber
He’ll rape you without a rubber...

...‘til there’s only blubber...

Fuck all the innocent boys,
This world was made for me and my toys
Drink all the blood and good wine
Spill it on the table sacrifice the divine