Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

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

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

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

is making love or else expecting rain
And the Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival on Desolation Row

Ophelia, 'neath the window for her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second she already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic she wears an vest
Her her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great
She spends her time peeking Desolation Row

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

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

Across the street nailed the curtains, they're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera in a image of a priest
are spoon feeding Casanova to get him to feel more assured
Then they'll him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you know"
Casanova is just being for going to Desolation Row"

At midnight all the and the superhuman crew
out and round up everyone that knows more than they do
Then they bring to the factory where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and then the
Is brought down from the by insurance men who go
Check to see nobody is escaping to Desolation Row

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

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