Blues Song.

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I’m tired of being picked on

I’m tired of being pushed around

I’m tired of people calling me names

And I’m tired of people laughing in in my face

Chorus

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It makes me saaaaad

It makes me mad

Oh why am I always the target

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I go to the the drug store

To get a candy bar

The clerk looks at me out of contempt

And he throws it in my face

Why all this disrespect

It makes me cry

It makes me want to die

Chorus

It makes me saaad

It makes me mad

Oh why am I always the target

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I know I don’t need to put up with this

Save it for somebody else

An eye for an eye

A tooth for a tooth

That’s what’s where I’m headed

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Chorus

It makes me sad

It makes me mad

And one day people will get a pay back

Sweet revenge……………………………………………

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  • alc on Oct 29, 2009

    good article

  • larry84 on Oct 29, 2009

    very true

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