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 a 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 a feeling coming from my bones says find a home 

I'm going to Wichita 
Far from this opera, forever more 
I'm going to work the straw 
Make the sweat drip out of every pore 
And I'm pleading and I'm pleading and I'm pleading
Right before the Lord 
All the words are going to bleed from me 
And I will think no more 
And the stains coming from my blood tell me go back home