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On top of the world, on the honor roll, parole and re-runs
Dodgers on the backs of milk cartons
On stakes in the middle of cornfields
On covers of future history books, on old lady's mantles
Walking on water, nailed on crosses
I think its time I had a talk with my kids
I just tell' em what my daddy told me
You ain't never gonna amount to NOTHIN'
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Business men, they, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody offered his word, hey
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's getting late, hey!
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey!!