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Song: | Deoslation Row |
Album: | Unplugged | Genres: | Blues |
Year: | 1995 |
Length: | 498 sec |
Lyrics:
DESOLATION ROW (Words and Music by Bob Dylan) 1965 Warner Bros. Inc Renewed 1993 Special Rider Music
They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row
Cinderella, she seems so easy 'It takes one to know one,' she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning 'You Belong to Me I Believe' And someone says,' You're in the wrong place, my friend You better leave'
And the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row
Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing He's getting ready for the show He's going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession's her religion Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row
Across the street they've nailed the curtains They're getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera A perfect image of a priest
They're spoonfeeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they'll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls 'Get Outa Here If You Don't Know Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row'
Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row
Yes, I received your letter yesterday (About the time the door knob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they're quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good Don't send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row
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