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They're selling postcards of the hanging |
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They're painting the passports brown |
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The beauty parlor is filled with sailors |
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The circus is in town |
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Here comes the blind commissioner |
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They've got him in a trance |
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One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker |
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The other is in his pants |
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And the riot squad they're restless |
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They need somewhere to go |
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As Lady and I look out tonight |
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From Desolation Row |
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Cinderella, she seems so easy |
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"It takes one to know one," she smiles |
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And puts her hands in her back pockets |
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Bette Davis style |
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And in comes Romeo, he's moaning |
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"You Belong to Me I Believe" |
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And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend |
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You better leave" |
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And the only sound that's left |
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After the ambulances go |
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Is Cinderella sweeping up |
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On Desolation Row |
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Now the moon is almost hidden |
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The stars are beginning to hide |
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The fortunetelling lady |
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Has even taken all her things inside |
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All except for Cain and Abel |
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And the hunchback of Notre Dame |
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Everybody is making love |
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Or else expecting rain |
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And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing |
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He's getting ready for the show |
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He's going to the carnival tonight |
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On Desolation Row |
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Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window |
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For her I feel so afraid |
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On her twenty-second birthday |
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She already is an old maid |
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To her, death is quite romantic |
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She wears an iron vest |
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Her profession's her religion |
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Her sin is her lifelessness |
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And though her eyes are fixed upon |
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Noah's great rainbow |
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She spends her time peeking |
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Into Desolation Row |
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Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood |
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With his memories in a trunk |
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Passed this way an hour ago |
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With his friend, a jealous monk |
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He looked so immaculately frightful |
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As he bummed a cigarette |
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Then he went off sniffing drainpipes |
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And reciting the alphabet |
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Now you would not think to look at him |
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But he was famous long ago |
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For playing the electric violin |
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On Desolation Row |
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Dr. Filth, he keeps his world |
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Inside of a leather cup |
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But all his sexless patients |
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They're trying to blow it up |
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Now his nurse, some local loser |
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She's in charge of the cyanide hole |
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And she also keeps the cards that read |
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"Have Mercy on His Soul" |
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They all play on penny whistles |
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You can hear them blow |
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If you lean your head out far enough |
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From Desolation Row |
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Across the street they've nailed the curtains |
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They're getting ready for the feast |
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The Phantom of the Opera |
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A perfect image of a priest |
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They're spoonfeeding Casanova |
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To get him to feel more assured |
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Then they'll kill him with self-confidence |
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After poisoning him with words |
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And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls |
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"Get Outa Here If You Don't Know |
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Casanova is just being punished for going |
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To Desolation Row" |
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Now at midnight all the agents |
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And the superhuman crew |
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Come out and round up everyone |
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That knows more than they do |
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Then they bring them to the factory |
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Where the heart-attack machine |
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Is strapped across their shoulders |
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And then the kerosene |
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Is brought down from the castles |
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By insurance men who go |
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Check to see that nobody is escaping |
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To Desolation Row |
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Praise be to Nero's Neptune |
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The Titanic sails at dawn |
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And everybody's shouting |
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"Which Side Are You On?" |
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And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot |
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Fighting in the captain's tower |
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While calypso singers laugh at them |
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And fishermen hold flowers |
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Between the windows of the sea |
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Where lovely mermaids flow |
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And nobody has to think too much |
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About Desolation Row |
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Yes, I received your letter yesterday |
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(About the time the door knob broke) |
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When you asked how I was doing |
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Was that some kind of joke? |
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All these people that you mention |
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Yes, I know them, they're quite lame |
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I had to rearrange their faces |
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And give them all another name |
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Right now I can't read too good |
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Don't send me no more letters no |
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Not unless you mail them |
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From Desolation Row |
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