• I'm gonna fight 'em off
    a seven nation army couldnt hold me back.
    they're gonna rip it off,
    takin their time right behind my back.
    and I'm talkin' to myself all night because I can't forget...
    back and forth through my mind, behind a cigarrette.
    and a message comin from my eyes says leave it alone!


    don't wanna 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,
    Im gonna serve it to you.
    and that ain't what you want to hear,
    but that's what I'll do.
    and a feelin' comin from my bones says find a home!


    I'm gonna Wichita.
    far from this opera forever more.
    I'm gonna work the straw,
    make the sweat drip out of every pore.
    and I'm bleedin', and I'm bleedin',
    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 to go back home!