Some Way Out of Here\r\n\r\n”There must be some way out of here” said the joker to the thief \r\n”There’s too much confusion”, I can’t get no relief \r\nBusinessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth \r\nNone of them along the line know what any of it is worth. \r\n\r\n”No reason to get excited”, the thief he kindly spoke \r\n”There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke \r\nBut you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate \r\nSo let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late”. \r\n\r\nAll along the watchtower, princes kept the view \r\nWhile all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. \r\n\r\nOutside in the distance a wildcat did growl \r\nTwo riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.\r\n—All Along The Watchtower by Bob Dylan

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