All along the watch tower

There must be some way out of here
Said the Joker to the Thief
There’s just too much confusion
I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Nobody near its worth
No reason to get excited
The Thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
who think that life is just a joke
You and I, we’ve been through that
This is not our fate
Let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the Ladies came and went
Bare-foot servants, too
Outside in the cold distant
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
and the wind began to howl
Yeah, there must be some way out of here
Said the Joker to the Thief
There’s just too much confusion
I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Nobody near its worth
Yeah