Listen to the sound clip I am a simple goat, living on a truck, Tied up with a short rope, feeling like muck. The Old Man's filled with anger, using hickory sticks, Beatings getting worse, my head feels like bricks. There's no escape for me, in this cycle of abuse, I pray for some mercy, a sense of a truce. But deep down I know, things won't ever change, I'm just a simple goat, stuck in this strange range. from Metal #7 Song Generator:
I am a simple goat, living on a truck, Tied up with a short rope, feeling like muck. The Old Man's filled with anger, using hickory sticks, Beatings getting worse, my head feels like bricks. There's no escape for me, in this cycle of abuse, I pray for some mercy, a sense of a truce. But deep down I know, things won't ever change, I'm just a simple goat, stuck in this strange range.
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