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