"There must be some kinda way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief
"There's too much confusion,
I can't get no relief:
Business men there, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited" -
The thief, he kindly spoke.
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that
And this is not talk falsely now -
The hour is getting late."

All along the watchtower
Plincess kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too.
Outside in the long distance
A wild cat did growl.
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl.