When Does The Dancing End

There’s a man in the back of a Chevy truck
Going to dig a ditch
There’s a man in a brand new Lexus coupe
Off to make a deal
And they’re all stacked up at the traffic light
On the way to their separate worlds
I wonder when does the dancing end?

There’s a man and he’s locked in a tiny room
With his hands tied tight
There’s a man with his hands wrapped around some wood
Aiming for the knees
And they’re standing so close
you can hear their breath
as the screams echo one more time
I wonder when does the dancing end?

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The dance of the thief and the stolen from
The dance of the crowd and the chosen one
The rich and the poor
The sick and the well
The nail and the wood

 

There’s a man
And he wants everyone to look and think like him
There’s a man
With a different point of view and different skin
And they eat and breathe and they cut and bleed
And they pray all their fears at night
I wonder when does the dancing end?

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