of way out of here
said the joker to the thief
Theres to much confusion...
I cant get no relief...
Businessmen they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
nobody offerd this world
No reason to get excited
The thief kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is just a joke
But you and i weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late
