Who think that life is but a joke"
Plowmen dig my earth
Outside in the distance
The thief, he kindly spoke
So let us not talk falsely now
Because the hour is getting late"
"There are many here among us
And that is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
"But you and I, we've been through that
Barefoot servants, too
"There are many here among us
"No reason to get excited"
Two riders were approaching
All along the watchtower
"There's too much confusion here
"Businessmen they drink my wine
What any of this is worth"
And that is not our fate
While all the women came and went
A wildcat did growl
None of them know along the line
"No reason to get excited"
Princes kept the view
Because the hour is getting late"
The thief, he kindly spoke
I can't get no relief"
Who think that life is but a joke"
"But you and I, we've been through that
