Whipping Boy Lyrics - Tom Cochrane

There is always some excuse 

For your air of sad abuse 

But when the table's turned 

Holding it out, don't you ever learn? 

I won't be a whipping boy 

I won't get down on my knees 

I won't be your whipping boy 

You won't hang that tag on me 

I have read this book before 

Tell it all to some tired stranger 

I have no more cheeks to turn 

I won't trade it all for your taste for danger 

Thought you'd take just what you please 

Come back for more when you want it 

The price is high, these dice are loaded 

I'll never pay for the same goods twice 

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I won't be a whipping boy 

I won't get down on my knees 

I won't be your whipping boy 

You won't hang that tag on me 

Your schemes lie battered on the ground 

It's your turn, now I've turned it all around 

When I needed you, you were nowhere to be found 

Where are you now? Where are you now? 

There is always the same excuse 

For this air of sad abuse 

And now the table's turned 

It's too late now to say you've learned 

I, I won't be your whipping boy 

And I'm back up off my knees 

I, I won't be your whipping boy 

It took so long to break free 

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I, I won't be your whipping boy 

And I'm back up off my knees 

I, I won't be your whipping boy 

You won't hang that tag on me 

I, I won't be your whipping boy 

And I'm back up off my knees 

I, I won't be your whipping boy 

You won't hang that tag on me