It's called Desolation RoadIt's called The Black CommissionerWell, they got it and then I chancedMy head is tied to the top of my gutHere are the sinners' plansAnd the riot squad's the restlessThey need somewhere to goThere's a lady and I look out to that roadDesolation RoadI see my mother, she seems so easyWell, it takes one to know what she smilesAs you put your hands at herThen I guessBut I thinkSoI'm not an imposter on your moneyYou belong in the abbeyAnd someone saidCome into my place, my friendYou better leaveOr any other son has leftUntil the ambulance is dueThis Cinderella is waiting uponDesolation RoadOh, ohOh, ohI'm the god of the ageAnd I should be human tooI'm riding round the bendBut there's no soul that brings you homeThey're gonna bring on a tuneThe facts are clearWhen the heart attack rushesIt's trapped across their shouldersAnd end up here I sayIt's brought down from the castlesBy insurance men who goCheck to see that no one is escapingTo Desolation RoadCause right now I can't breathe too goodBoth of you let us knowNot unless you're gonna mail them from homeDesolation RoadRoadRoadWow, wowOh, oh, ohOh, oh, ohThank you.