There must be some kind of way outta here Said the joker to the thief There´s too much confusion... I can´t get no relief Business men they drink my wine Plowman, 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 among us Who feel that life is but a joke But, uh...but you and I, we´ve been through that And this is not our fate So let us stop talkin´ falsely now The hour´s getting late, hey
… All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl … All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl … Thank you very much so long, bonjour