I’m gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my backAnd I’m talking to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigaretteAnd the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it aloneDon’t want to hear about it Every single one’s got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it From the Queen of England to the hounds of hellAnd if I catch it coming back my way
I’m gonna serve it to you
And that ain’t what you want to hear
But that’s what I’ll doAnd the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a homeI’m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I’m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every poreAnd I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding,
and I’m bleeding
Right before the Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me And I will think no moreAnd the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home