Karaoké Desolation Row My Chemical Romance (Watchmen)

They're selling postcards of the hanging

Well they're painting the passports brown

Yeah the beauty parlor's filled with sailors

The circus is in town

Oh now look here comes the blind commissioner

Well they got him in a trance

One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker the other's 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

Well it takes one to know one she smiles

And she puts her hands in her back pockets

Oh Bette Davis style

And now here comes

Romeo moaning

You belong to me I believe

And if 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

Yeah

Now at midnight all the agents and superhuman crew go out and round up everyone that knows more than they do

They're going to 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 no one is escaping to

Desolation Row

'Cos right now

I can't read too good don't send me no letters no

Not unless you're going to mail them from

Desolation Row

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