Reminder

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner, they've 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 Row

Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm

Please get rid of this idiocy.

Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby
Don't worry
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_MqfF0WBsU

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I woke up this morning, rolled outta bed.
Felt like this dog whose been kicked in the head.
Checked out my mail, there was this letter I read.
It said - Love For Sale. Yeah - Love For Sale!
I picked up my phone, dialed everyone I could,
I let my fingers do the walking thru the telephone book.
You can't catch a fish if you ain't got no hook,
I said - Love For Sale. Yeah - Love For Sale!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1VM2eLhvsSM