I'm gonna fight 'em off A seven nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Takin their time right behind my back
And I'm talkin 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 to 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 the feeling coming from my bones Says to find a home
I'm going to Wichita Far from this opera forever more I'm gonna work the straw Feel the sweat drip out of every pore And I bow down and swallow m'pride Cause my blood is red I've gotta stick to you till I am dead (yeah) And the stains coming from my blood Says go back home Go back home Go back home