Letra de Desolation row ( ingles correjida)

They´re selling postcards of the hanging, they´re painting
the passports brown
the beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in
town
here comes the blind commissioner, they´ve got him in a
trance
one hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is 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
Cinderella, she seems so easy, "it takes one to know one,"
she smiles
and puts her hands in her back pockets bette davis style
and in comes romeo, he´s moaning. "you belong to me i
believe"
and someone says, "you´re in the wrong place, my friend, you
better leave"
and the only sound that´s left after the ambulances go
is cinderella sweeping up on desolation row

(intrumental)

Now at midnight all the agents and the superhuman crew
come out and round up everyone that knows more than they do
then they 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 nobody is escaping to desolation row

right now, i can´t read too good, don´t send me no more
letters no
not unless you mail them from desolation row