Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row

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

Cinderella, she seems so easy, "It one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back 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 left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up on Row

Now the is almost hidden, the stars are beginning to hide
The telling lady 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, dressing, he's getting ready for the show
He's to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row

Ophelia, 'neath the window for her I feel so afraid
On her birthday she already is an old maid
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 great rainbow
She spends her time into Desolation Row

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

Dr. Filth, he keeps his inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the 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 lean your head out far enough Desolation Row

Across the street nailed the curtains, they're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera in a perfect of a priest
They are spoon feeding to get him to feel more assured
Then kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you know"
Casanova is being punished for going to Desolation Row"

At midnight all the and the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory where the machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and the kerosene
Is brought down the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that is escaping 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 and fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea where mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much Desolation Row

Yes, I received your letter yesterday, the time the doorknob broke
When you asked me how I was doing, was that kind of joke
All these people you mention, yes, I know 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 send me no letters no
Not unless you them from Desolation Row