| [00:02.69] | Standing on the waters casting your bread |
| [00:05.29] | While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. |
| [00:13.64] | Distant ships sailing into the mist, |
| [00:16.10] | You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. |
| [00:26.00] | Freedom just around the corner for you |
| [00:30.36] | But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? |
| [00:34.67] | |
| [00:37.82] | Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
| [00:41.42] | Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [00:44.92] | Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
| [00:50.24] | |
| [00:52.57] | So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, |
| [00:55.69] | You rise up and say goodbye to no one. |
| [01:04.66] | Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, |
| [01:06.05] | Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one. |
| [01:14.94] | Shedding off one more layer of skin, |
| [01:20.35] | Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. |
| [01:24.73] | |
| [01:27.78] | Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
| [01:31.17] | Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [01:34.43] | Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
| [01:39.27] | |
| [01:42.06] | You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds, |
| [01:44.93] | Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister. |
| [01:52.77] | You're going to sodom and gomorrah |
| [01:54.34] | But what do you care? ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister. |
| [02:03.72] | Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame, |
| [02:09.92] | You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. |
| [02:14.24] | |
| [02:18.58] | Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
| [02:20.88] | Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [02:24.39] | Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
| [02:28.08] | |
| [02:45.26] | Well, the book of leviticus and deuteronomy, |
| [02:46.24] | The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers. |
| [02:57.84] | In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed, |
| [02:58.69] | Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features. |
| [03:04.70] | Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, |
| [03:11.52] | Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face. |
| [03:17.22] | |
| [03:17.87] | Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
| [03:22.62] | Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [03:24.37] | Oh. oh. oh. jokerman. |
| [03:28.81] | |
| [03:43.19] | Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, |
| [03:46.51] | Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. |
| [03:53.27] | Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, |
| [03:56.80] | Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain, |
| [04:03.71] | False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin, |
| [04:10.33] | Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in. |
| [04:14.57] | |
| [04:17.01] | Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
| [04:20.81] | Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [04:24.19] | Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
| [04:28.59] | |
| [04:45.91] | It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray, |
| [04:47.46] | A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. |
| [04:52.82] | He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, |
| [04:56.31] | Take the motherless children off the street |
| [04:59.53] | And place them at the feet of a harlot. |
| [05:04.53] | Oh, jokerman, you know what he wants, |
| [05:10.47] | Oh, jokerman, you don't show any response. |
| [05:14.58] | |
| [05:18.45] | Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
| [05:20.81] | Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [05:24.62] | Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
| [05:28.73] |