Desolation Row

Bob Dylan

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 fortune telling 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



Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood with his memories in a

trunk

Passed this way an hour ago with his friend, a jealous monk

He looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette



As he when off sniffing drainpipes and reciting the alphabet



Now you would not think to look at him, but he was famous

long ago

For playing the electric violin on Desolation Row



Dr. Filth, he

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