Luyện nghe bài hát Jungeland

(early version)

Well the rangers had a home-coming in late last night
And the magic rat piloted his sleek machine across the jersey state
Barefoot girl sits drinking warm beer on the hood of an old
In the soft rain
Rat rolls up his pants, together make a stab at romance
And move down lane

Well now the maximum they run down the flamingo chasing the rat
And the barefoot
But the kids they live like shadows in doorways
(but live like shadows in the vacant doorways)
Always silent, hands
The rat pulls her (the rat pulls mary close)
And from the churches to the jails there is silence in the
(all is in the world)
For tonight they'd take their
Down here in

Well ther's a crazy kind of tonight
Brighter than the one sparkles for prophets
Brighter than the giant exxon sign that brings fair city light
an opera out on the turnpike, there's a ballet being fought outside
The

Well the cops they let their show and rips this holy night
The streets alive with tough-kid jets in machines
flash guitars like bayonets and rip holes in their jeans
Then the and the haunted explode into rock 'n' roll bands
They face off against each other when meet
here in jungleland

The on fire in a classic death waltz
Between the masters of flesh and
The poets down here don't write nothin' at all, just stand and and let
It all be
And in the quick of the night they reach for their to make an honest

But they wind up wounded, not rightly dead, down in jungleland - yes
do

Oh beneath the city hearts beat, soul cool engines tired and brave
Oh as the young (jungle) girls stand by fire fallen in the city
In the tunnels of they'll hear the screams
Drowned out by the trains
Them above, oh locked in love
The rat saves her from the edge of an on-coming
angel rides a...
Down in jungleland - oh yes they do
They hear the animals - oh oh oh

verses:

In the parking lots the visionairies are dressed in the rage
As the spanish angels soft and low in a blacked arcade
But the lights are so bright as he the room
The band into the song
He her hand, looks in her eyes and they're gone - gone
In the tunnel of the rat chases his dreams
On that forever (lasting) burning
So the barefoot girl crawls into bed, her head
And with a kiss and a she shuts out all the light

Beneath the city their hearts beat, soul cool engines and...
Oh until the girls cry like silent angels in port halls
In the tunnel of machines hear the screams
Drowned out by the train
And layers above, oh locked in
The rat reappears on flamingo
Then an angel rises from the
And - down in jungleland