There's must be some kind way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confuse now
I can't get no relief
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel life but a joke
But you and I we've been trough that
And this is not our fate
So let us stop talking falsely now
The hours getting late
All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders where approaching
And wind began to howl

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