Luyện nghe bài hát Jungeland

(early version)

Well the had a home-coming in harlem late last night
And the magic rat piloted his sleek machine the jersey state line
Barefoot girl sits drinking warm on the hood of an old dodge
In the soft summer
Rat up his pants, together they'd make a stab at romance
And down flamingo lane

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

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

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

The streets's on fire in a classic death
Between the masters of flesh and
The down here don't write nothin' at all, they 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 up wounded, not rightly dead, down here in jungleland - yes
do

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

verses:

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

Beneath the city their hearts beat, soul cool engines and...
Oh until the girls cry like angels in port authority halls
In the tunnel of machines they'll the screams
Drowned out by the roarin'
And layers above, oh in love
The rat on flamingo lane
Then an angel from the sands
And disappears - down in