21 January 2006

Watchin' U

"There must be some 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 of them along the line know what any 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 is getting late."

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

no reason to get high, low
U Cinderella U
tryin' 2 get 2 u
the wind's too magic and cold
an' i'm 'gain in the street
fallin' 'part
of me
where i left the last stony carved painting
'f course no

life's but a joke
told in tavern
by a fool
with devil eyes
an' a stinking smell of red portuguese wine
(harp in G)
let's all get stoned
Lyrics by Bob
written rubbish
NoOne in sight

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