I&39m Gonna fight &39em Off
A Seven Nation Army couldn&39t hold me back
They&39re Gonna Rip it off
Taking there Time right behind my back
And I&39m Talkin&39 to myself at night
because I can&39t forget
Back and forth through my mind
behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eye
says leave it alone
Don&39t want to hear about it
Every single one&39s got a story to tell
Everyone Knows about it
From the Queen of England To the Hounds of Hell
And if I catch ya commin back my way
I&39m gonna Sell it to you
And that ain&39t what you want to hear
but that&39s what I&39ll do
And the feelin&39 commin from my bones
says find a home
I&39m goin&39 to Witchita
Far from this opera for evermore
I&39m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I&39m Bleedin, and I&39m Bleeding, and I&39m Bleedin,
Right before the Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
and I will sing no more
And the stings commin from my blood
tell me go back home