A, B, C, E, Em, G, Gb, Gbm
I'm gonna fight 'em all
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 the cigarette
And the 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 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, "Find a home."
I'm going to Wichita.
Far from this opera forevermore.
I'm going to 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 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