Luyện nghe bài hát Desolation Row (mcr Version)

They're selling postcards of the
Where they're painting the passports
Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled sailors
The is in town

Oh now but here comes the commissioner
Well, they got him in a
One hand is to the tight-rope walker
The other's in his

And the riot squad, restless
need somewhere to go
As and I look out tonight
From Row

Cinderella, she so easy
"Well, it takes one to know one," she
And she puts her hands in her pockets
Davis style

Now but in comes moaning
"You to me I believe"
And someone says, "You're in the place, my friend
You leave"

And only sound that's left
After the go
Is Cinderella up
On Row

Now at midnight all the
And crew
Go out and up everyone
That knows more they do

They bring 'em to the factory
Where the heart-attack
Is strapped across their
And the kerosene!

Is brought down from the
By men who go
to see that no one is escaping
To Row

'Cause now I can't read too good
send me no letters, no
Not unless you mail them
From Row