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