Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the brown
The beauty parlor is filled sailors, the circus is in town
Here the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad restless, they need somewhere to go
As Lady and I out tonight, from Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so easy, "It takes one to one," she smiles
And puts her in her back pockets Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, moaning. "You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says, "You're in the place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's after the ambulances go
Is sweeping up on Desolation Row

Now the moon is hidden, the stars are beginning to hide
The fortune telling lady has even taken all her inside
All except for Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Dame

Everybody is making love or expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the
going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row

Ophelia, she's 'neath the for her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday she already is an old
To her, death is quite she wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion, her sin is her
And though her eyes are fixed upon great rainbow
She spends her time into Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an ago with his friend, a jealous monk
Now he looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a
And he when off drainpipes and reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him, but he was famous ago
For the electric violin on Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to it up
Now his nurse, some loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"
all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far from Desolation Row

Across the street they've nailed the curtains, they're ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera in a perfect of a priest
They are spoon feeding Casanova to get him to more assured
Then kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you don't know"
Casanova is just being punished for to Desolation Row"

At midnight all the agents and the crew
Come out and round up everyone that more than they do
they bring them to the factory where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles by men who go
Check to see that is escaping to Desolation Row

be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting, "Which are you on?!"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at and fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea where lovely flow
And nobody has to think too about Desolation Row

Yes, I your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke
you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke
All people that you mention, yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to their faces and give them all another name
Right now, I can't read too good, don't me no more letters no
Not unless you mail from Desolation Row