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Lyrics by: Jack White
# Debut Chart
1 Mar '03 Modern Rock
76 May '03 Hot 100
12 Jul '03 Mainstream Rock


I'm gonna fight 'em off A seven nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Takin' 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

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And a message come from my eyes, says leave it alone Don't wanna hear about it Every single ones got a story to tell Everyone knows about it From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell And if I catch you 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 a feelin' comin' from my bones, says find a home I'm goin' to Wichita Far from this opera forever more I'm gonna work the straw Make the sweat drip out of every pore And I'm bleedin' and I'm bleedin' and I'm bleedin' right before my 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


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