I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They 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 you coming back my way I'm going to sell 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 goin' to Wichita
Far from this opera forevermore
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, my lord
Oh, 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.