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
Back
And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my
Eyes
Says leave it alone
Don'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 hell
And 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 do
And the feeling coming from my
Bones
Says find a home
I'm going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every
Pore
And 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 more
And the stains coming from my
Blood
Tell me go back home
