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All along the watchtower

"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 this 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 you and I, we've been to 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 women came and went,
barefoot servants too
Outside in the distance
a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching,
the wind began to howl...