There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief

Yeah, I see jokers on my left
Thieves upon my right
You'd find me in the middle if I picked a different life
Before my name started tripling in size
But I'm still showing signs ...
In the pitch black, it's too cold
I'm all alone take me back to the roads I had to rode
To get here and I'll hitch back
Get a cab to my mother's house,
See my old man and grab a six pack
Tell my brother I love him
And give him something that will see him through the hard times
What's a brother for?
When I'm sick of this life I see,
It has to be my family who lift me off the floor
Make sense of all the madness
In a world full of money and ...
I was a failed man and worse I couldn't give a fuck
Save your wine for the entrepreneurs

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl

Cause your world is the same as mine
Pour more blood in your cup,
Take a sip full of sin and let your taste buds savour the buzz
The flavour of an ill-mannered nature
That lingers on as animals in all of us
Trying to fight for the right to live a life
But some will never win though
That's why they live a lie
I don't think I'll ever win
All of this is anything
When I die I hope a brother's at my side
There's no trap door, or get out clause
The world can be your oyster or a set of jail doors
You've seen mine, I think it's time I see yours
I bet you that we've been scarred by the same swords
Some are lost some are ...
Apart from the fact I live my life in the light
And now I'm trapped in it
The way I feel, within a few years time
I might have a couple kids and just forget I ever wrote this

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl

Take away the treasure of a man,
Convinced that he holds heaven in his hands
Even though I ain't religious I'm a little superstitious,
Maybe there is a promised land
But will I make it or not is a different matter
I've been a joker, I've been a thief, I've been a rapper
I've been the only enemy that I can never beat
Give me a piece of mind upon a platinum platter

We're all along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl