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There must be some way out of here |
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Said the joker to the thief |
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There's too much confusion |
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And I can't get no relief |
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Businessman they drink my wine |
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Plow men dig my earth |
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None will level on the line |
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Nobody of it is worth |
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No reason to get excited |
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The thief he kindly spoke |
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There are many here among us |
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Who feel that life is but a joke |
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But you and I, we've been through that |
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'Cause this is not our fate |
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Let us not talk falsely now |
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The hour's gettin' late, late |
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Hey along the watchtower |
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Princess kept the view |
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While all the servants came and went |
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And the children too |
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Outside in the distance |
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A wild cat did growl |
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Two riders were approachin' |
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And the wind began to howl |
