I'm Gonna fight 'em Off   A Seven Nation Army couldn't hold me back   They're Gonna Rip it off   Taking there 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 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 ya commin 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 feelin' commin from my bones   says find a home   -------   I'm goin' to Witchita   Far from this opera forevermore   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'   -------