歌曲 | Helpless Dancer |
歌手 | The Who |
专辑 | Quadrophenia (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Townshend | |
作词 : Townshend | |
(Roger's theme) When a man is running from his boss | |
Who hold a gun that fires 'cost' | |
And people die from being cold | |
Or left alone because they're old | |
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 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 realize that all along | |
Something in us going wrong... | |
You stop dancing. |
zuo qu : Townshend | |
zuo ci : Townshend | |
Roger' s theme When a man is running from his boss | |
Who hold a gun that fires ' cost' | |
And people die from being cold | |
Or left alone because they' re old | |
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 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 realize that all along | |
Something in us going wrong... | |
You stop dancing. |
zuò qǔ : Townshend | |
zuò cí : Townshend | |
Roger' s theme When a man is running from his boss | |
Who hold a gun that fires ' cost' | |
And people die from being cold | |
Or left alone because they' re old | |
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 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 realize that all along | |
Something in us going wrong... | |
You stop dancing. |