This song by Bob DylanThere must be some kind of way out of hereSetting the job cost to that feeToo much confusionI can't get no reliefBusinessmanBusinessmanBusinessmanThe thief in a kind of smokeThere are many here among usWho feel that life is for a dead jokeBut you and I will battle through all thatYes, we're hereAnd this is not a fightSo let us not talk falselyNow the hour is getting lateLateAll in all, we're watchtowersPrincess kidney viewWhile only women, only women, only womenEven do what they're supposed to sayAnd it's trueI'm starting to get coldIt's densityI'm getting growledLa, la, la, la, laTo run awayApproaching meWe're all wending intoHa, ha, la, la, laYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahElmerUh, ha, ha, la, la, laEh, I'm sitting hereNo moreThank you.Thank you.Thank you.Thank you.Thank you.Thank you all very much.God bless you. Good night.Good night.