P.O.S. - All Along The Watchtower lyrics

(There must be some kinda way outta here)
"There must be some way outta here, "
Said the Joker to the Thief
"There must be some way outta here
This place"

Said the clown to the crook
"There's so much hustle and bustle
So much disgusting and, my man
It's got me shook"
"See, they come in with their
Suit's and their ties
They hollow my bottles and step on my pride
Hop in their SUVs and ride, damn"
"They trample my earth i rant and I curse
But there ain't no gettin' across
See they don't know what it's worth"
"Or they do, but they don't care"
"Super sized - terrified
Way more than their share
But my share, they don't share, I'm scared"
"I'm only halfway past the righteous type
But, I'm thinkin' like Bronson
And I'm gonna take one
Of their righteous lives!"

"Now calm down, " the crook spoke
Lit up a smoke
Ashed it in the cuff of his jeans
And cleared his throat like
"While this cigarette is killing me
It's calming me"
"Most these people see this life as comedy
But not me and not you"
"Appreciate your vision"
"I waste my breath on cigarettes
You waste your breath on people
Who don't wanna listen"
"See, we ain't got a pot to piss
In and we cool with that
But keep in mind that most
People see us as rats"
"And I ain't saying you shouldn't
Try and let 'em know
But, you know what ignorance is
If you was happy would you let it go?"
He stood up
His pointer finger pressed right
Next to his ear "Your next world war and
Your revolution's right here"
"yeah that, or you should kill us all"
"My last request?"
"Triple Rock homie, last call"

All along the watchtower, watch how
We knocks our, sweet, incomplete
To a prince, see the serfs, see unique
See the threat but we don't see defeat
See the threat but we don't see defeat

All along the watchtower, watch how
We knocks our, sweet, incomplete
To a prince, see the serfs, see unique
See the threat but we don't see defeat
See the threat but we don't see defeat