I'm going to fight 'em offnA seven nation army couldn't hold me backnThey're gonna rip it offnTaking their time right behind my backnAnd I'm talking to myself at nightnBecause I can't forgetnBack and forth through my mindnBehind a cigarettenAnd a message coming from my eyes says leave it alonennDon't want to hear about itnEvery single one's got a story to tellnEveryone knows about itnFrom the Queen of England to the hounds of HellnAnd if I catch you coming back my waynI'm going to serve it to younAnd that ain't what you want to hearnBut that's what I'll donAnd a feeling coming from my bones says find a homennI'm going to WichitanFar from this opera, forever morenI'm going to work the strawnMake the sweat drip out of every porenAnd I'm bleeding and I'm bleeding and Im bleedingnRight before my LordnAll the words are going to bleed from menAnd I will sing no morenAnd the stains coming from my blood tell me go back home