🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Desolation Row - Bob Dylan

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