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[MUSIC PLAYING - JIMI HENDRIX,
"ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER"]
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(Singing) There must be some
kind of way out of here,
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said the joker to the thief.
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There's too much confusion.
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I can't get no relief.
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Business men, they
drink my wine.
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Plowman dig my earth.
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None were level on the mind.
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Nobody up at his word.
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Hey, hey.
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[GUITAR SOLO]
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(Singing) No reason
to get excited.
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The thief, he finally spoke.
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There are many here among us who
feel that life is but a joke.
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But uh, but you and I,
we've been through that,
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and this is not our fate.
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So let us stop
talking falsely now.
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The hour's getting late.
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Hey.
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[GUITAR SOLO]
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Hey.
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[GUITAR SOLO]
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(Singing) All along
the watchtower princes
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kept the view while all
the women came and went.
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Barefoot servants, too.
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Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl.
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Two riders were approaching,
and the wind began to howl.
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Hey.
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[GUITAR SOLO]
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(Singing) All along
the watchtower.
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[GUITAR SOLO]
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(Singing) All along
the watchtower.