Watchmen movie - Desolation Row lyrics

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They're<br>

Selling postcards<br>

Of the hanging<br>

They're painting<br>

The passports brown<br>

The beauty parlor<br>

Is filled with sailors<br>

The circus is in town<br>

Here comes<br>

The blind commissioner<br>

They've got him in a trance<br>

One hand is tied<br>

To the tight-rope walker<br>

The other is in his pants<br>

And the riot squad<br>

They're restless<br>

They need somewhere to go<br>

As Lady<br>

And I look out tonight<br>

From Desolation Row<br>

<br>

Cinderella<br>

She seems so easy<br>

"It takes one to know one"<br>

She smiles<br>

And puts her hands<br>

In her back pockets<br>

Bette Davis style<br>

And in comes Romeo<br>

He's moaning<br>

"You Belong to Me I Believe"<br>

And someone says<br>

" You're in the wrong place<br>

My friend<br>

You better leave"<br>

And the only sound that's left<br>

After the ambulances go<br>

Is Cinderella sweeping up<br>

On Desolation Row<br>

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Now the moon is almost hidden<br>

The stars are beginning to hide<br>

The fortunetelling lady<br>

Has even taken<br>

All her things inside<br>

All except for Cain and Abel<br>

And the hunchback of Notre Dame<br>

Everybody is making love<br>

Or else expecting rain<br>

And the Good Samaritan<br>

He's dressing<br>

He's getting ready<br>

For the show<br>

He's going<br>

To the carnival tonight<br>

On Desolation Row<br>

<br>

Now Ophelia<br>

She's 'neath the window<br>

For her I feel so afraid<br>

On her twenty-second birthday<br>

She already is an old maid<br>

<br>

To her death<br>

Is quite romantic<br>

She wears an iron vest<br>

Her profession's her religion<br>

Her sin is her lifelessness<br>

And though her eyes<br>

Are fixed upon<br>

Noah's great rainbow<br>

She spends her time peeking<br>

Into Desolation Row<br>

<br>

Einstein<br>

Disguised as Robin Hood<br>

With his memories in a trunk<br>

Passed this way an hour ago<br>

With his friend<br>

A jealous monk<br>

He looked<br>

So immaculately frightful<br>

As he bummed a cigarette<br>

Then he went off<br>

Sniffing drainpipes<br>

And reciting the alphabet<br>

Now you<br>

Would not think<br>

To look at him<br>

But he was famous long ago<br>

For playing<br>

The electric violin<br>

On Desolation Row<br>

<br>

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world<br>

Inside of a leather cup<br>

But all his sexless patients<br>

They're trying to blow it up<br>

Now his nurse, some local loser<br>

She's in charge<br>

Of the cyanide hole<br>

And she also keeps<br>

The cards that read<br>

"Have Mercy on His Soul"<br>

They all play<br>

On penny whistles<br>

You can hear them blow<br>

If you lean<br>

Your head out far enough<br>

From Desolation Row<br>

<br>

Across the street<br>

They've nailed the curtains<br>

They're getting ready<br>

For the feast<br>

The Phantom of the Opera<br>

A perfect image of a priest<br>

They're spoonfeeding Casanova<br>

To get him to feel more assured<br>

Then they'll kill him<br>

With self-confidence<br>

After poisoning him with words<br>

<br>

And the Phantom's<br>

Shouting to skinny girls<br>

"Get Outa Here<br>

If You Don't Know<br>

Casanova is just being<br>

Punished for going<br>

To Desolation Row"<br>

<br>

Now at midnight all the agents<br>

And the superhuman crew<br>

Come out and round up everyone<br>

That knows more than they do<br>

Then they bring them to the factory<br>

Where the heart-attack machine<br>

Is strapped across their shoulders<br>

And then the kerosene<br>

Is brought down from the castles<br>

By insurance men who go<br>

Check to see<br>

That nobody is escaping<br>

To Desolation Row<br>

<br>

Praise be to Nero's Neptune<br>

The Titanic sails at dawn<br>

And everybody's shouting<br>

"Which Side Are You On?"<br>

And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot<br>

Fighting in the captain's tower<br>

While calypso singers laugh at them<br>

And fishermen hold flowers<br>

Between the windows of the sea<br>

Where lovely mermaids flow<br>

And nobody has to think too much<br>

About Desolation Row<br>

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Yes<br>

I received your letter yesterday<br>

(About the time the door knob broke)<br>

When you asked how I was doing<br>

Was that some kind of joke?<br>

All these people that you mention<br>

Yes, I know them, they're quite lame<br>

I had to rearrange their faces<br>

And give them all another name<br>

Right now I can't read too good<br>

Don't send me no more letters no<br>

Not unless you mail them<br>

From Desolation Row<br>

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