I'm gonna fight 'em off,A seven nation army couldn't hold me back,They 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 a 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 you coming back my way,I'm going to serve it to you,And that ain't what you want to hear,but that's what I'll do,And a feeling coming from my bones says find a home,I'm goin' to Wichita,Far from this opera forevermore,I'm gonna work the straw,