Intro: E
E They're selling postcards of the hanging.
 
A2E Where they're painting the passports brown.
 
B7 And the beauty parlor's filled with sailors.
 
A2E The circus is in town.
A2E Well they've got him in a trance.
 
B7 One hand is tied to the tightrope walker.
 
A2E The other's in his pants.
A2 And the riot squad they're restless
 
EA2 They need some where to go.
 
EB7 As lady and I look out tonight
 
A2E On Desolation Row.
 
E Cinderella she seem so easy.
 
A2E Well it takes on to know one she smiles.
 
B7 Then puts her hand in her back pocket,
 
A2E Betty davis style.
 
E And then in comes Romeo moaning.
 
A2E You Belong to me I believe.
B7A2 And someone says your in the wrong place my friend
 
E You better leave.
 
A2 And the only sound that's left
 
EA2 After the ambulances go.
 
B7 Is Cinderella sweeping up
 
A2E On Desolation Row.
 
E Now at midnight all the agents
 
A2E And the superhuman crews
 
B7 Go Out and Round up everyone
 
A2E That knows more than they do.
 
E They gonna bring them to the factory
 
A2E Where the heart attack machines
 
B7 Is strapped across their shoulders
 
A2E And then the kerosene
 
A2 Is brought down from the castles
 
EA2 By insurance men that go
 
B7 Check to see that no one is escaping
 
A2E To Desolation Row
 
A2 Cause Right now I can't read too good
 
EA2 Don't send me no more letters no.
 
B7A2 Not unless you gotto mail them from
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