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 IÂ¥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 wnat 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
IÂ¥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 fnd a home
IÂ¥m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
IÂ¥m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And IÂ¥m bleeding, and IÂ¥m bleeding, and IÂ¥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