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There must be some kind of way out of here, |
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said the joker to the thief |
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theres too much confusion, |
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I cant get no relief. |
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Business men they drink my wine, |
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plow men dig my Earth, |
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none with a level on their mind, |
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nobody out of this world. |
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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 think that life is but a joke, |
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but you and I, we've been through that, |
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and this is not our fate, |
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so let stop talking falsely know, |
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the hour is getting late. |
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All along the watchtower, |
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princes kept the view, |
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while all the women came and went, |
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barefoot servants too. |
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Outside in the cold distance, |
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a wild cat did growl, |
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two riders were approaching, |
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and the wind began to howl. |
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All along the tower, |
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everywhere, |
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everywhere I went... |
