Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

They're selling of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The parlor is filled 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 other is in his
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 know one," she
And puts her hands in her pockets Bette Davis 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 sound that's left 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 else expecting
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting for the show
He's going to the tonight on Desolation Row

Ophelia, 'neath the window 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 vest
Her her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed Noah's great 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 jealous
Now he looked so immaculately frightful as he a cigarette
And he when off sniffing drainpipes and the alphabet
You would not to look at him, but he was famous long ago
For playing the violin on Desolation Row

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

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

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

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

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