[00:47.70]They're selling postcards of the hanging
[00:51.70]They're painting the passports brown
[00:56.00]The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
[00:59.10]The circus is in town
[01:03.10]Here comes the blind commissioner
[01:07.40]They've got him in a trance
[01:11.10]One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
[01:14.60]The other is in his pants
[01:18.40]And the riot squad they're restless
[01:22.10]They need somewhere to go
[01:25.50]As Lady and I look out tonight
[01:29.90]From Desolation Row
[01:33.50]Cinderella, she seems so easy
[01:39.40]"It takes one to know one," she smiles
[01:42.00]Puts her hands in her back pockets
[01:46.70]Bette Davis style
[01:50.20]In comes Romeo, he's moaning
[01:54.50]"You Belong to Me I Believe"
[01:57.04]Someone turns and says," You're in the wrong room, my friend
[02:02.91]You better hurry up and leave"
[02:05.13]And the only sound that's left
[02:09.48]After the ambulances go
[02:13.63]Is Cinderella sweeping up
[02:17.66]On Desolation Row
[02:20.94]Now the moon is almost hidden
[02:29.72]The stars are beginning to hide
[02:33.60]The fortunetelling lady
[02:37.60]Has even taken all her things inside
[02:41.12]All except for Cain and Abel
[02:45.60]And the hunchback of Notre Dame
[02:48.75]Everybody is either making love
[02:53.70]Or else expecting rain
[02:56.63]And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing
[02:59.40]He's getting ready for the show
[03:03.63]He's going to the carnival tonight
[03:08.06]On Desolation Row
[03:10.79]Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
[03:17.32]For her I feel so afraid
[03:20.31]On her twenty-second birthday
[03:24.68]She already is an old maid
[03:28.39]To her, death is quite romantic
[03:32.27]She wears an iron vest
[03:36.84]Her profession's her religion
[03:39.56]Her sin is her lifelessness
[03:43.82]And though her eyes are fixed upon
[03:48.60]Noah's great rainbow
[03:51.31]She spends her time peeking
[03:55.42]Into Desolation Row
[03:57.37]Across the street they've nailed the curtains
[04:08.41]They're getting ready for the feast
[04:11.68]The Phantom of the Opera
[04:16.56]In a perfect image of a priest
[04:19.42]They're spoonfeeding Casanova
[04:23.87]Get him to feel more assured
[04:27.84]Then they'll kill him with self-confidence
[04:30.36]After poisoning him with words
[04:35.60]And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls
[04:38.97]"Get Outta Here If You Don't Know
[04:42.83]Casanova is just being punished for going
[04:46.46]To Desolation Row"
[04:49.83]Now at midnight all the agents
[05:42.40]And the superhuman crew
[05:46.02]Come out and round up everyone
[05:50.23]That knows more than they do
[05:53.97]Then they bring them to the factory
[05:57.48]Where the heart-attack machine
[06:01.14]Is strapped across their shoulders
[06:05.38]And then the kerosene
[06:09.68]Is brought down from the castles
[06:13.19]By insurance men who go
[06:16.67]Check to see that nobody is escaping
[06:20.85]Desolation Row
[06:24.52]Yes, I received your letter yesterday
[06:29.73]（About the time the door knob broke）
[06:33.46]When you asked how I was doing
[06:37.28]Was that some kind of joke?
[06:41.16]All these people that you mention
[06:44.05]Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
[06:48.32]I had to rearrange their faces
[06:52.19]And give them all another name
[06:56.63]Right now I can't read too good
[07:00.55]Don't send me no more letters no
[07:03.33]Not unless you mail them
[07:08.60]From Desolation Row

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
Puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
In comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
Someone turns and says," You're in the wrong room, my friend
You better hurry up and 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 either 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
In a perfect image of a priest
They're spoonfeeding Casanova
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 Outta 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
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