Watchtower (Radio Edit) [feat. Ed Sheeran]

"There must be some kind of way out of here"

Said the joker to the thief, yeah

There's too much confusion

Mmm, I can't get no relief

Yeah

I see jokers on my left, thieves upon my right

You'd find me in the middle if I picked a different life

Before my name started tripling in size

But I'm still showing signs all attributed to mine

In the pitch black, it's too cold

I'm all alone take me back to the roads

I had to roam to get here and I'll hitch back

Get a cab to my mother's house

See my old man and grab a six pack

Tell my brother I love him

And give him something that will see him through the hard times

What's a brother for?

When I'm sick of this life I see

It has to be my family who lift me off the floor

Make sense of all the madness in a world full of money

Full of tears, full of war

I was a ploughman and worked from the earth up

Save your wine for the entrepreneurs

Well, all along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women came and went

Barefoot servants too, yeah

Outside in the cold distance

A wildcat did growl (Like a ploughman I worked from the earth up)

Two riders were approaching

And the wind begins to howl ('Cause your world is the same as mine)

Pour more blood in your cup

Take a sip full of sin and let your taste buds savour the buzz

The flavour of an ill-mannered nature

That lingers on as animals in all of us

Trying to fight for the right to live a life

But some will never win though

That's why they live a lie

I don't think I'll ever win

All of this is anything

When I die I hope a brother's at my side

There's no trap door, or get out clause

The world can be your oyster or a set of jail doors

You've seen mine, I think it's time I see yours

I bet you that we've been scarred by the same swords

So we're not so unalike

Apart from the fact I live my life in the light and now I'm trapped in it

The way I feel within a few years time

I might have a couple kids and just forget I ever wrote lyrics

Well, all along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women came and went

Barefoot servants too, yeah

Outside in the cold distance

A wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching

And the wind begins to howl

Take away the treasure of a man

Convinced that he holds heaven in his hands

Even though I ain't religious I'm a little superstitious

Maybe there is a promised land

But will I make it or not's a different matter

I've been a joker, been a thief, I've been a rapper

I've been the only enemy that I can never beat

Give me a piece of mind upon a platinum platter

Well, all along the watchtower

Princes kept the view (Whoa)

While all the women came and went

Barefoot servants too, yeah

Outside in the cold distance

A wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching

And the wind begins to howl (Howl)