Commack (/KO-mack/ or /KOM-mack/) is a census designated place (CDP) that roughly corresponds to the hamlet by the same name in the towns of Huntington and Smithtown in Suffolk County, New York, United States on Long Island. The CDP's population was 36,124 at the 2010 census.
According to the United States Census Bureau, the CDP has a total area of 12.0 square miles (31.0 km2), all land.
The name "Commack" comes from the Secatogue native Americans who lived on the South Shore of Long Island between Copiague and Bayport. The Secatogue named their northern lands in the center of the island Winnecomac, meaning "pleasant lands". This is what they must have thought when they looked over this area of flat lands with rich soil, and thick oak forests abounding with plants and wildlife. From its earliest days, Commack was known for its fertile soil, abundance of game, and wood.
Today all of Commack is settled and suburbanized and, like most unincorporated areas of Long Island, does not have a true, walkable downtown or "Main Street". The community is served by four major thoroughfares: the Long Island Expressway, the Northern State Parkway, the Sunken Meadow State Parkway and the at-grade Jericho Turnpike. It also includes the historic Long Island Motor Parkway, which itself included the spur to NY 25 that later became Harned Road.
Ah, Daddy joined the air force, said it was a good source
danger, love and money but it only led to divorce
ended up in Abilene, working at a Dairy Queen
put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
here I am standing in the desert with a gun
thought of going AWOL but I’m too afraid to run
got myself a new plan, stealing from the Taliban
make a little money turning poppies into heroin
sergeant didn’t like it so they put me in a hole
said it’s easy shooting when they don’t know when to go
threw me on a lily pad sent me home to NORAD.
I knew I’d be in trouble but I didn’t think I didn’t think it’d be this bad
A stranger wearing all black met me on the tarmac
told him I was sorry but I ain’t ever going back.
he said you ain’t in trouble son learn to fire without a gun
got a new assignment a workin’ for the Pentagon
gonna take a chip wouldn’t tell me what it’s for
gotta serve your country gonna help us win the war
MIT, Ph’ds night and day they tested me
ain’t what I was thinking but I’m being all I can be
I ain’t no genius but I knew it wasn’t right
eatin uppers in the morning LSD at night
sent me off to deep space help ‘em with the arms race
ola, me oh my this shit has got a funny taste
I think I hear the countdown
hundred feet above the ground
told me when I’m leaving but a nothing about a coming down.
sitting on a bad dream
1000 pounds of gasoline.
ain’t leaving nothing but some rubble in my slip stream.
Momma always said I should be aiming for the moon
never would have guessed it I’ll be passing by soon.
how the hell’d I get here blasting thru the atmosphere
drop the rocket boosters and I’m shifting into high gear.
Bowie on the system and a bottle on my knee
Armstrong ain’t got nothing on me.
Ay O here we go
KMAG YOYO someone want a git me
gotta come up where the sun don’t go
I think I see a bright light something about it ain’t right.
lay down in a space ship woke up in a fire fight.
tripping from the morphine
came down in a bad scene
God don’t let me die here. I ain’t even nineteen.
I won’t ever ask you Lord for anything again
swear it on the Bible Torah Koran
dying in a Rhino track
trying to have a heart attack
IED got to me
someone call the medivac
I need some fixin after where it is I’ve been
never gonna go and try to shoot a gun again.
slipping out the back door
gonna join the Peace Corp.
tell me I’m a hero now