Lyrics:

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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