[Intro]
We're gonna do a song by um, Bob Dylan
And that's it
[Verse 1]
"There must be some kind of way out of here"
Oh, said the joker to the thief
I wanna tell you now
"No, there's just too much confusion
And I can't, no I can't get no relief
Oh, these businessmen, they all, they drink our wine
And the plowmen, well they dig my earth
And you know that, oh, none of them along the line
Show me what any of this is worth"
You know I wanted to see it now, didn't we? Didn't we?
[Verse 2]
"There ain't no reason to get excited"
Oh, the thief, you know he kindly spoke
Said now, "There are those among us right here, right now
Who still see life as some kind of joke
But you and I, we got there through that
I tell you that this, this is not our fate, no, no, no
Let us all not talk falsely now
You know the hour, well it's getting late"
We're gonna do a song by um, Bob Dylan
And that's it
[Verse 1]
"There must be some kind of way out of here"
Oh, said the joker to the thief
I wanna tell you now
"No, there's just too much confusion
And I can't, no I can't get no relief
Oh, these businessmen, they all, they drink our wine
And the plowmen, well they dig my earth
And you know that, oh, none of them along the line
Show me what any of this is worth"
You know I wanted to see it now, didn't we? Didn't we?
[Verse 2]
"There ain't no reason to get excited"
Oh, the thief, you know he kindly spoke
Said now, "There are those among us right here, right now
Who still see life as some kind of joke
But you and I, we got there through that
I tell you that this, this is not our fate, no, no, no
Let us all not talk falsely now
You know the hour, well it's getting late"
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