These days, life seems like an endless race not to lose ground. Thus, Oingo Boingo has been playing in my head for days, about Running on a Treadmill. I suppose it’s better than speeding my way on a hamster wheel, as at least I don’t have to look at the bars. I always remember this song as being much faster, although I suppose it’s about as fast as I’d dare go on a treadmill, in any case.
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80s music,
oingo boingo
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