[Verse 1]
There must be some kind of way out of here
Cried the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion here
And I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth

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[Verse 2]
No reason to get excited
The thief kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
This is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late

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[Verse 3]
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
Barefoot servants came and went
Little children too
Outside in the distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approachin'
And the wind began to howl
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