Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row (mcr Version)

They're postcards of the hanging
Where they're painting the passports
Yeah, the beauty filled with sailors
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 in his pants

And the squad, they're restless
need somewhere to go
As Lady and I out tonight
Desolation Row

Cinderella, she so easy
"Well, it one to know 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 then only sound that's
After the go
Is sweeping up
On Row

Now at all the agents
And super-human
Go out and round up
That more than they do

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

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

'Cause right now I read too good
send me no letters, no
Not unless you gotta them
Desolation Row