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Crimson Ghost · 09-11-2009, 07:03 PM

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
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody 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 our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late, hey

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too

Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey

All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower

09-11-2009, 07:03 PM	#7505
Crimson Ghost Larger than life and twice as ugly. Join Date: Apr 2004 Posts: 5,264	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 Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None will level on the line Nobody 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 our fate So let us not talk falsely now The hour's getting late, hey All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants too Outside in the cold distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl, hey All along the watchtower All along the watchtower __________________ We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark. I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them, I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period. Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years