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 talkin' to myself at night   Because I can't forget   Back and forth through my mind   Behind a cigarette      And the message comin' 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 you comin' 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 goin' to Wichita   I'm gonna work the straw   Make the sweat drip out of every pore   And I'm bleedin', and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleedin'   Right before the Lord   All the words are gonna bleed from me   And I will sing no more      And the stains comin' from my blood    Tell me " go back home"