Lyrics:
There must be some kind of way out of hereSaid the joker to the thiefToo much confusionI can't get no reliefBusiness men, they drink my winePlow men dig my EarthNone of them along the lineKnow what any of it's worthNo reason to get excitedThe thief he kindly spokeThere are many here among usWho feel that life is but a jokeBut you and I we've been through all thatAnd this is not our fateSo let us not talk falsely nowThe hour is getting lateAll along the watchtowerPrinces kept their viewWhile all the women, all the women, all the women, came and wentBarefoot servants tooOutside in the cold distanceA wild cat did growlTwo riders were approachingAnd the wind began to howlYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...The money safeThe thief he takeThe money safeThe thief he takeNo reason to get excited