There must be someway out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's just too much confusion
I can't get no relief
The business men oh they drink my wine
Come and take my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth
No reason to get excited
Thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
To you who have been through that
This is not our fate.
Let us not talk falsely now
Or let worries get in the way
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
The barefoot servants too
Outside in the distance
While captives come
Two riders were approaching
When began doubt
All Along the watchtower
All along
All Along the watchtower
All along

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