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 talkin' to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette
And the message comin' from my eyes says 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 it comin' 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 gonna 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 comin' from my blood tell me "Go back home"...
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend,
You martyr, and shine!
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
You piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!