Sing

Rap

There must be

some kinda way

out of here

Said the joker

to the thief

yeah

There's too much

confusion

Mmm 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 all attributed

tonight

In the pitch black

it's too cold, all alone

take me back to the

roads I had to roam to

get here gonna hitch back

Get a cab to my

mother's house

see my Old Man

grab a six pack

Tell my brother

I love him and

give him something

that will see him

through the hard time

What's a brother for?

when I'm sick of this life

I see, it has to be

my family thatlifts me

off the floor

Make sense of all

the madness

in a world full of money

and the fears for the law

I was a failed man

and worse I couldn't

give a F**K

save your wine for

the entrepreneurs

All along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women

came and went

Barefoot servants too

yeah

outside in the

cold distance

A wild cat 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 my

brother's at my side

There's no trap door

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 alive

Apart from the fact

I live my life in the light

now I'm trapped in it

The way I feel

within a few years time

I might have a couple

of 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

yeah

outside in the

cold distance

A wild cat did growl

Two riders were

approaching

And the wind

began to howl

Take away the

treasure of a man

convinced 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

been a thief

I've been a rapper

Been the only enemy

that I can ever beat

give me a piece of mind

upon a platinum platter

All along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women

came and went

Barefoot servants too

yeah

outside in the

cold distance

A wild cat did growl

Two riders were

approaching

And the wind

began to howl