[00:05.42]Desolation Row [00:06.32]Bob Dylan [00:07.47] [00:10.74]They're selling postcards of the hanging [00:15.05]They're painting the passports brown [00:20.12]The beauty parlor is filled with sailors [00:23.61]The circus is in town [00:29.47]Here comes the blind commissioner [00:33.15]They've got him in a trance [00:37.61]One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker [00:42.41]The other is in his pants [00:47.11]And the riot squad they're restless [00:51.50]They need somewhere to go [00:55.91]As Lady and I look out tonight [01:00.58]From Desolation Row [01:09.44]Cinderella, she seems so easy [01:14.08]\"It takes one to know one,\" she smiles [01:18.72]And puts her hands in her back pockets [01:23.24]Bette Davis style [01:27.58]And in comes Romeo, he's moaning [01:32.04]\"You Belong to Me I Believe\" [01:35.91]And someone says,\" You're in the wrong place, my friend [01:40.13]You better leave\" [01:45.48]And the only sound that's left [01:48.63]After the ambulances go [01:54.66]Is Cinderella sweeping up [01:58.94]On Desolation Row [02:03.14] [02:05.72]Now the moon is almost hidden [02:12.60]The stars are beginning to hide [02:16.60]The fortunetelling lady [02:21.12]Has even taken all her things inside [02:25.60]All except for Cain and Abel [02:28.75]And the hunchback of Notre Dame [02:34.70]Everybody is making love [02:38.63]Or else expecting rain [02:43.40]And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing [02:47.63]He's getting ready for the show [02:52.06]He's going to the carnival tonight [02:56.79]On Desolation Row [03:05.32]Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window [03:09.31]For her I feel so afraid [03:13.68]On her twenty-second birthday [03:17.39]She already is an old maid [03:22.27]To her, death is quite romantic [03:26.84]She wears an iron vest [03:31.56]Her profession's her religion [03:35.82]Her sin is her lifelessness [03:40.60] [03:45.31]Noah's great rainbow [03:49.42]She spends her time peeking [03:53.37]Into Desolation Row [04:02.75]Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood [04:07.02]With his memories in a trunk [04:11.54]Passed this way an hour ago [04:15.31]With his friend, a jealous monk [04:19.81]He looked so immaculately frightful [04:24.93]As he bummed a cigarette [04:28.06]Then he went off sniffing drainpipes [04:32.54]And reciting the alphabet [04:37.33]Now you would not think to look at him [04:41.52]But he was famous long ago [04:46.43]For playing the electric violin [04:49.97]On Desolation Row [04:54.81] [04:59.27]Dr. Filth, he keeps his world [05:03.34]Inside of a leather cup [05:08.03]But all his sexless patients [05:11.98]They're trying to blow it up [05:17.08]Now his nurse, some local loser [05:21.12]She's in charge of the cyanide hose [05:25.44]And she also keeps the cards that read [05:29.91]\"Have Mercy on His Soul\" [05:33.95]They all play on penny whistles [05:38.48]You can hear them blow [05:42.98]If you lean your head out far enough [05:47.72]From Desolation Row [05:55.41]Across the street they've nailed the curtains [06:01.68]They're getting ready for the feast [06:04.56]The Phantom of the Opera [06:08.42]A perfect image of a priest [06:12.87]They're spoonfeeding Casanova [06:16.84]To get him to feel more assured [06:21.36]Then they'll kill him with self-confidence [06:25.60]After poisoning him with words [06:29.97]And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls [06:35.83]\"Get Outa Here If You Don't Know [06:40.46]Casanova is just being punished for going [06:43.83]To Desolation Row\" [06:53.40]Now at midnight all the agents [06:59.02]And the superhuman crew [07:02.23]Come out and round up everyone [07:05.97]That knows more than they do [07:10.48]Then they bring them to the factory [07:15.14]Where the heart-attack machine [07:19.38]Is strapped across their shoulders [07:23.08]And then the kerosene [07:28.09]Is brought down from the castles [07:32.26]By insurance men who go [07:36.19]Check to see that nobody is escaping [07:40.66]To Desolation Row [07:45.75] [07:47.79]Praise be to Nero's Neptune [07:51.09]The Titanic sails at dawn [07:56.20]And everybody's shouting [08:00.46]\"Which Side Are You On?\" [08:04.97]And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot [08:08.98]Fighting in the captain's tower [08:13.77]While calypso singers laugh at them [08:17.78]And fishermen hold flowers [08:22.77]Between the windows of the sea [08:26.65]Where lovely mermaids flow [08:30.77]And nobody has to think too much [08:35.29]About Desolation Row [08:40.13] [09:35.03]Yes, I received your letter yesterday [09:38.60](About the time the door knob broke) [09:43.80]When you asked how I was doing [09:47.76]Was that some kind of joke? [09:52.07]All these people that you mention [09:56.39]Yes, I know them, they're quite lame [10:00.64]I had to rearrange their faces [10:03.99]And give them all another name [10:08.64]Right now I can't read too good [10:13.43]Don't send me no more letters no [10:16.47]Not unless you mail them [10:22.77]From Desolation Row [10:28.11]