I Need To Know Who Does This Song And The Name Of It Please?

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin

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  1. Desolation Row by Bob Dylan
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  2. Desolation Row by Bob Dylan

  3. “Desolation Row” by bob dylan

  4. Desolation Row – Bob Dylan
    Theyre selling postcards of the hanging
    Theyre painting the passports brown
    The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
    The circus is in town
    Here comes the blind commissioner
    Theyve got him in a trance
    One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
    The other is in his pants
    And the riot squad theyre 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, hes moaning
    You belong to me I believe
    And someone says, youre in the wrong place, my friend
    You better leave
    And the only sound thats left
    After the ambulances go
    Is cinderella sweeping up
    On desolation row
    Now the moon is almost hidden
    The stars are beginning to hide
    The fortunetelling lady
    Has even taken all her things inside
    All except for cain and abel
    And the hunchback of notre dame
    Everybody is making love
    Or else expecting rain
    And the good samaritan, hes dressing
    Hes getting ready for the show
    Hes going to the carnival tonight
    On desolation row
    Now ophelia, shes neath the window
    For her I feel so afraid
    On her twenty-second birthday
    She already is an old maid
    To her, death is quite romantic
    She wears an iron vest
    Her professions her religion
    Her sin is her lifelessness
    And though her eyes are fixed upon
    Noahs great rainbow
    She spends her time peeking
    Into desolation row
    Einstein, disguised as robin hood
    With his memories in a trunk
    Passed this way an hour ago
    With his friend, a jealous monk
    He looked so immaculately frightful
    As he bummed a cigarette
    Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
    And reciting the alphabet
    Now you would not think to look at him
    But he was famous long ago
    For playing the electric violin
    On desolation row
    Dr. filth, he keeps his world
    Inside of a leather cup
    But all his sexless patients
    Theyre trying to blow it up
    Now his nurse, some local loser
    Shes in charge of the cyanide hole
    And she also keeps the cards that read
    Have mercy on his soul
    They all play on penny whistles
    You can hear them blow
    If you lean your head out far enough
    From desolation row
    Across the street theyve nailed the curtains
    Theyre getting ready for the feast
    The phantom of the opera
    A perfect image of a priest
    Theyre spoonfeeding casanova
    To get him to feel more assured
    Then theyll kill him with self-confidence
    After poisoning him with words
    And the phantoms shouting to skinny girls
    Get outa here if you dont know
    Casanova is just being punished for going
    To desolation row
    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
    Praise be to neros neptune
    The titanic sails at dawn
    And everybodys shouting
    Which side are you on?
    And ezra pound and t. s. eliot
    Fighting in the captains tower
    While calypso singers laugh at them
    And fishermen hold flowers
    Between the windows of the sea
    Where lovely mermaids flow
    And nobody has to think too much
    About desolation row
    Yes, I received your letter yesterday
    (about the time the door knob broke)
    When you asked how I was doing
    Was that some kind of joke?
    All these people that you mention
    Yes, I know them, theyre quite lame
    I had to rearrange their faces
    And give them all another name
    Right now I cant read too good
    Dont send me no more letters no
    Not unless you mail them
    From desolation row

  5. Looks like this “Robin Hood” movie would be a great movie to watch just like the movie about King Arthur.;.~

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