Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

They're selling postcards of the
Where they're painting the passports
Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled with
The is in town

Oh now but here comes the commissioner
Well, they got him in a
One hand is to the tight-rope walker
The other's in his

And the riot squad, they're
They somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out
From Row

Cinderella, she seems so
"Well, it takes one to one," she smiles
And she her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis

Now but in comes moaning
"You to me I believe"
And someone says, "You're in the place, my friend
You leave"

And only sound that's left
After the go
Is sweeping up
On Row

Now at all the agents
And crew
Go out and round up
That knows more they do

They gonna bring 'em to the
the heart-attack machine
Is strapped their shoulders
And the kerosene!

Is brought down from the
By men who go
Check to see no one is escaping
To Row

'Cause now I can't read too good
Don't me no letters, no
Not unless you gotta mail
Desolation Row