Helpless Dancer Lyrics - The Who
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When a man is running from his boss
Who holds a gun that fires cost
And people die from being old
Or left alone because they're cold
And bombs are dropped on fighting cats
And children's dreams are run with rats
If you complain you disappear
Just like the lesbians and queers
No one can love without the grace
Of some unseen and distant face
And you get beaten up by blacks
Who though they worked still got the sack
And when your soul tells you to hide
Your very right to die's denied
And in the battle on the streets
You fight computers and receipts
And when a man is trying to change
It only causes further pain
You realize that all along
Something in us going wrong...
You stop dancing.
I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl
I know them all pretty well(Is it me? For a moment?)
Writer: TOWNSHEND, PETE
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SPIRIT ONE MUSIC OBO TOWSER TUNES
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long live rock | Reviewer: marty | 12/28/11
in 1975 i pumped gas and had my hi-fi setup in the gas station at 8 mile & john r. this song I would play for my 2 black coworkers the stereo separation and the line " beaten up by blacks" I think it blew em away.
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