There must be some kinda way out of here,
Said the joker to the thief.
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Business men they, Drink my wine.
There plowmen dig my earth.
None of them along the line
know what any of it's worth.
No reason to get excited,
The thief he kindly spoke.
There are many among us,
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through all that,
And this is not our fate.
So let us not talk falsely,
The hour is getting late
And All along the Watchtower,
Prince's kept the view.
Auf Wiedersehen
No reason to get excited!