There must be some kind of 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 on the beautiful tonight

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

See my old man

Tell my brother I love him

And give him something that

Will see him through the hard times

Whats 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 full of pice full

Of war

I was a failed man

And worse I couldnt 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 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

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 yeah

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 I make it or not 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

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 wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching

And the wind began to howl