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This one came up on my random ipod mix & I thought about not listening to music for a while:
I been run down, I been lied to,
I don?t know why I let that mean woman make me a fool.
She took all my money, wrecked my new car.
Now she?s with one of my goodtime buddies,
They?re drinkin? in some crosstown bar.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Good lord, I feel like I?m dyin?.
My friends tell me, that I?ve been such a fool,
And I have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin? you.
Drown myself in sorrow, and I look at what you?ve down.
But nothin? seems to change, the bad times stay the same,
And I can?t run.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Good lord, I feel like I?m dyin?.
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post,
Tied to the whipping post,
Good lord, I feel like I?m dyin?.
Allman Bros. - Whipping Post
Then I heard this one & everything was OK again:
From Trenchtown Rock by Bob Marley & The Wailers
One good thing about music, when it hits you fell no pain (repeat)
So hit me with music, hit me with music
Hit me with music, hit me with music now
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Go Fuck Yourselves!
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