i'm going to fight them off,
a seven nation army couldn't hold me back
they're going to 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 the message coming from my eyes says leave it alone
dont 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 serve it to you
and that ain't what you wanted to hear but thats what i'll do
and the feeling coming from my bones says find a home
i'm going to witchita, far from this opera forever more
i'm going to work the saw, make the sweat drip out of every pore
and i'm bleeding and i'm bleeding and i'm bleeding right before the lord
all the words are going to bleed from me and i'll think no more
and the steams coming from my blood tell me go back home