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
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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
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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
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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
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And the feelin` commin from my bones
says find a home
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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
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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
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And the stings commin from my blood
tell me go back home
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