Desolation Row
Bob Dylan
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[Intro]E E E Esus4 E 2x[Versetto]EThey're selling postcards of the hanging,A Ethey're painting the passports brown;B7the beauty parlor is filled with sailors,A Ethe circus is in townHere comes the blind commissioner,A Ethey've got him in a trance;B7one hand is tied to the tight-rope walker,A Ethe other is in his pantsAAnd the riot squad they're restless,E Athey need somewhere to go;E B7as lady and I look out tonight,A E E Esus4 E 3xfrom Desolation Row[Versetto]ECinderella, she seems so easy,A E"it takes one to know one," she smiles;B7and puts her hands in her back pockets,A EBette Davis styleAnd in comes Romeo, he's moaning,A E"you belong to me I believe";B7and someone says," you're in the wrong place, my friend,A Eyou better leave"AAnd the only sound that's left,E Aafter the ambulances go;E B7is Cinderella sweeping up,A E E Esus4 E 3xon Desolation Row[Versetto]ENow the moon is almost hidden,A Ethe stars are beginning to hide;B7the fortunetelling lady,A Ehas even taken all her things insideAll except for Cain and Abel,A Eand the hunchback of Notre Dame;B7everybody is making love,A Eor else expecting rainAAnd the Good Samaritan, he's dressing,E Ahe's getting ready for the show;E B7he's going to the carnival tonight,A E E Esus4 E 3xon Desolation Row[Versetto]ENow Ophelia, she's 'neath the window,A Efor her I feel so afraid;B7on her twenty-second birthday,A Eshe already is an old maidTo her, death is quite romantic,A Eshe wears an iron vest;B7her profession's her religion,A Eher sin is her lifelessnessAAnd though her eyes are fixed upon,E ANoah's great rainbow;E B7she spends her time peeking,A E E Esus4 E 3xinto Desolation Row[Versetto]EEinstein, disguised as Robin HoodA EWith his memories in a trunkB7Passed this way an hour agoA EWith his friend, a jealous monkHe looked so immaculately frightfulA EAs he bummed a cigaretteB7Then he went off sniffing drainpipesA EAnd reciting the alphabetANow you would not think to look at himE ABut he was famous long agoE B7For playing the electric violinA E Esus4 E 3xOn Desolation Row[Versetto]EDr. Filth, he keeps his worldA EInside of a leather cupB7But all his sexless patientsA EThey're trying to blow it upNow his nurse, some local loserA EShe's in charge of the cyanide holeB7And she also keeps the cards that readA E"Have Mercy on His Soul"AThey all play on penny whistlesE AYou can hear them blowE B7If you lean your head out far enoughA E Esus4 E 3xFrom Desolation Row[Versetto]EAcross the street they've nailed the curtainsA EThey're getting ready for the feastB7The Phantom of the OperaA EA perfect image of a priestThey're spoon feeding CasanovaA ETo get him to feel more assuredB7Then they'll kill him with self-confidenceA EAfter poisoning him with wordsAAnd the Phantom's shouting to skinny girlsE A"Get Outa Here If You Don't KnowE B7Casanova is just being punished for goingA E Esus4 E 3xTo Desolation Row"[Versetto]ENow at midnight all the agentsA EAnd the superhuman crewB7Come out and round up everyoneA EThat knows more than they doThen they bring them to the factoryA EWhere the heart-attack machineB7Is strapped across their shouldersA EAnd then the keroseneAIs brought down from the castlesE ABy insurance men who goE B7Check to see that nobody is escapingA E Esus4 E 3xTo Desolation Row[Versetto]EPraise be to Nero's NeptuneA EThe Titanic sails at dawnB7And everybody's shoutingA E"Which Side Are You On?"And Ezra Pound and T. S. EliotA EFighting in the captain's towerB7While calypso singers laugh at themA EAnd fishermen hold flowersABetween the windows of the seaE AWhere lovely mermaids flowE B7And nobody has to think too muchA E E Esus4 E 3xAbout Desolation Row[Strumentale]E A E B7 A E A E B7 A E A E A E B7 A E[Versetto]EYes, I received your letter yesterdayA E(About the time the door knob broke)B7When you asked how I was doingA EWas that some kind of joke?All these people that you mentionA EYes, I know them, they're quite lameB7I had to rearrange their facesA EAnd give them all another nameARight now I can't read too goodE ADon't send me no more letters noE B7Not unless you mail themA E E Esus4 E 2xFrom Desolation Row[Strumentale]E A E B7 A E A E B7 A E A E A E B7 A E