Текст песни Whipping Post - Frank Zappa

Whipping Post

I been run down\nLord, I been lied to\nAnd I don’t know why\nI let that mean woman make out a fool\nShe took all my money\nWrecked my new car\nNow she’s with one of my good-time buddies,\nDrinkin' in some cross-town bar\nSometimes I feel\nSometimes I feel\nLike I been\nTied to the whippin' post\nTied to the whippin' post\nGood Lord, I feel like I’m dyin'\nMy friends tell me\nThat I been such a fool\nBut I got to stand there an' take it\nAll for loving you\nDrown myself in sorrow\nAs I look at what you done\nNothin' seems to change;\nThat bad times stay the same,\nAnd I can’t run\nSometimes I feel\nSometimes I feel\nLike I been\nTied to the whippin' post\nTied to the whippin' post\nGood Lord, I feel like I’m dyin'