Helpless Dancer — текст песни (The Who)

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 bobs are dropped on fightin cats

And children`s dreams all run with rats

If you complain you`ll disappear

Just like the lesibans and queers

Noone 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 yo to die

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

But only causes further pain

You realise that all along

Something in us is going wrong

.................You stop dancing!