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My Chemical Romance
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Bob Dylan
Songwriter
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It's called "Desolation Row"
They're selling postcards of the hanging
Well, they're painting the passports brown
Yeah, the sailors filled the beauty parlor's
The circus is in town
Oh no, but here comes the blind commissioner
Well, they've 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
Ah, 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
And now here in comes Romeo, calling
You belong to me, I believe
And someone says
You're in the wrong place, my friend you better leave
And then the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up on
Desolation Row
Oh, oh
Now, at midnight all the agents
And superhuman crew
Go round and round up everyone
That knows more than they do
They're gonna 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 no one is escaping to
Desolation Row
From now, I can't read too good
Don't send me no letters, no
Not unless you gotta mail them from
Desolation Row
Oh, row, row, row, woah, woah, oh-oh-oh
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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