Punk Division - Seven Nation Army

I'm Gonna fight 'em Off A Seven Nation Army couldn't hold me back They're Gonna Rip it off Taking there 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 eye 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 ya commin back my way I'm gonna Sell it to you And that ain't what you want to hear but that's what I'll do - And the feelin' commin from my bones says find a home ------- I'm goin' to Witchita Far from this opera for evermore I'm gonna work the straw Make the sweat drip out of every pore - And I'm Bleedin, and I'm Bleeding, and I'm Bleedin, Right before the Lord All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will sing no more - And the stings commin from my blood tell me go back home