Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports
The parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here comes the 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 they're restless, they need somewhere to go
As and I look out tonight, from Desolation Row

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

Now the moon is almost hidden, the are beginning to hide
The fortune telling lady has taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel and the of Notre 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 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 she wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion, her sin is her
And though her are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow
She spends her peeking into Desolation Row

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

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

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

At midnight all the agents and the superhuman
Come out and round up everyone that knows more they do
Then they them to the factory where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and then the
Is down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that is escaping to Desolation Row

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

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