Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

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

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

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

Everybody is making love or 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 window for her I feel so
On her twenty-second she already is an old maid
To her, death is quite 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 peeking Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Robin 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 bummed a
And he off sniffing drainpipes and reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him, but he was famous ago
For the electric violin on Desolation Row

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

Across the street they've nailed the curtains, they're getting ready for the
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 Phantom's shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta if you don't know"
Casanova is just being for going to Desolation Row"

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

Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the sails 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 of the sea where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too about Desolation Row

Yes, I received your 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 know them, they're quite
I had to rearrange their and give them all another name
Right now, I can't read too good, don't me no more letters no
Not you mail them from Desolation Row