Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

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

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

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

Everybody is making or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the
He's going to the carnival 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 romantic she wears an iron
Her her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's rainbow
She spends her time peeking Desolation Row

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

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world of a leather cup
But all his patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, local loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she keeps 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 from Row

Across the street they've nailed the curtains, getting 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 they'll him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words
And the shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you don't know"
Casanova is just punished 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 them to the factory where the machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and then the
Is brought from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is to Desolation Row

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

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