Helplessness Blues

The title says it all.
As an aside, the song opens here in this Austin City Limits cut with the feel of the hootenannies of old but segues into a memorable pop performance.

What’s my name, what’s my station? Oh, just tell me what I should do
I don’t need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you
Or bow down and be grateful and say, “Sure, take all that you see”
To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me

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