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Seven Nation Army Lyrics

by The White Stripes

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Seven Nation Army” is a song by The White Stripes. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 30 lines.

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I'm gonna fight 'em all

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 talking to myself at night

Because I can't forget

Back and forth through my mind

Behind a cigarette

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And the message coming 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 coming 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

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And the feeling coming from my bones

Says, "Find a home"

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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 coming from my blood

Tell me, "Go back home"

♪ ♪ ♪

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I'm gonna fight 'em all 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 talking to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette And the message coming 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 coming 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 coming from my blood Tell me, "Go back home"
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