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
a trance. One hand is tied to the tightrope 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
On the fields of desolation. We are all alone. Crying in each others arms. In fear of the unknown. Feelings of uncertainty. We are all doomed. To live in solitude. And never ending gloom. On
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