They're selling postcards of the hanging Where they're painting the passports brown Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled with sailors The circus is in town
Oh now but here comes the blind commissioner Well, they got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other's 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 "Well, it takes one to know one," she smiles And she puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style
Now but in comes Romeo moaning "You belong to me I believe" And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend You better leave"
And then only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row
Now at midnight all the agents And super-human crew Go out and round up everyone That knows more than they do
They gonna bring 'em 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 no one is escaping To Desolation Row
'Cause right now I can't read too good Don't send me no letters, no Not unless you gotta mail them From Desolation Row
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