Intro
 
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Verse 1
 
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They're selling post cards of the hanging, 
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They're painting the passports brown. 
    B7 
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, 
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The circus is in town. 
 
Here comes the blind commissioner, 
 
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They've got him in a trance. 
    B7 
One hand is tied to the tightrope walker, 
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The other is in his pants. 
        A   
And the riot squad, they're restless, 
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They need somewhere to go. 
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As lady and I look out tonight, 
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From Desolation Row.