"PUNCHING BAG" genre: Blues Rock
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	A working man's blues.
	CD: DELAYED DREAMS   Label: ROUGH RIDER RECORDS Credits: Words and Music/Produced by Ross Clark ©1995 ROSSONGS (BMI)-Lead and Background Vocals; Duane "Full Force" Gayle (Co-Producer/Engineer)-Electric Guitars (Rhythm & Lead), Bass; Andy Calmes-Drums and Percussion
	Story Behind the Song I walked outside to take a break at one of many jobs I had in Nashville. I wasn't sure if I could endure another hour. I wrote down this song and...I never returned from that break. I play this pretty bluesy, and will likely redo it with a more traditional feel and instrumentation. Duane laid down all the guitars and bass on top of Andy's drums, due to time constraints. He does some smokin' licks in the solo. It turns out a bit Eagle-esque. I think the lyrics are strong and am pretty happy overall with the take. Lyrics Just today my dignity was wounded once again By the man who can't remember my name. Monday through Friday, Quite often on the weekends, too I've been faithful to his trivial game. It won't be long before he pushes me Right over the edge, and loses sight of all the good things he had. 'Cause every day the man just uses My body for his tool and my mind for his punching bag. Well, I know a woman Who punches in her time card at 9, Then at 5 she punches out again. All day long, her boss just uses her mind for his tool, then at night She's just his sleeping "bag." With every time, she loses face From how she feels for what she's done, 'Cause she's a slave to his feeding hand. In the morning you can bet She'll be seen running from his door, As sure as he knows she'll be back again. Chorus: Well my friend, don't you let it Happen to you. Raise your guard and Don't let it down again. Let your mind be free, Let your body be your own, You'll find that you can do Much more than even they demand. Well, my track record may not Look the best that it could be. I've got a dozen bad references Following me. But I aint wasting Any precious time, as you can see. There are so many good prospectives Out there waiting for me. I may not be the smartest guy, No, but I've got a lot of charm. There aint a lunatioc in town I couldn't easily disarm. So you can try to put me down, But I won't linger in the ground, 'Cause I know I can win the match, Though I may lose this round. Chorus (repeat)

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