Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled sailors, the circus is in town
comes 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 need to go
As Lady and I look out tonight, from Row

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

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

Everybody is making love or else rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the
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 romantic she wears an iron vest
Her her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
And her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time into Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Hood with his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an ago with his friend, a jealous 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 look at him, but he was long ago
For the electric violin on Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his inside of a leather cup
But all his patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the hole
And she also the cards that read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"
all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow
If you lean head out far enough 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 image of a
They are spoon feeding to get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him words
And the Phantom's shouting to girls, "Get outta here if you don't know"
Casanova is just punished for going to Desolation Row"

At all the agents and the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone knows more than they do
Then they bring to the factory where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across shoulders and then the kerosene
Is brought down from the by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to 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 them and fishermen hold
Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids
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 these people that you mention, yes, I know them, they're lame
I had to rearrange their faces and give them all another
Right now, I can't read too good, send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them Desolation Row