There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.Businessmen they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. No reason to get excited,the thief he kindly spoke There are many here amoung us who feel that life is but a joke.But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late. All along the watchtower princes kept the view While all the woman came and went barefoot servants too. Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching the wind began to howl.
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