A, Am, B, C, D, E, Em, G
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 the message coming from my eyes is leave it alone
Don't wanna 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 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 the bone says find a home.
I'm going to Wichita.
Far from this opera forevermore, I'm gonna work this song, make the sweat drip out of
every pore.
And I'm bleedin' and I'm bleedin' and I'm bleedin' right before the Lord.
All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will think no more.
And the stains coming from my blood tell me go back home