Luyện nghe bài hát Jungeland

(early version)

Well the rangers had a in harlem late last night
And the magic rat piloted his sleek machine across the state line
Barefoot girl sits drinking warm beer on the hood of an old
In the soft rain
Rat up his pants, together they'd make a stab at romance
And move flamingo lane

Well now the maximum lawmen they run the flamingo chasing the rat
And the girl
But the kids they live like in empty doorways
(but live like shadows in the vacant doorways)
silent, holding hands
The rat pulls her close (the rat pulls 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 a crazy kind of light tonight
Brighter than the one sparkles for prophets
Brighter than the exxon sign that brings this fair city light
There's an opera out on the turnpike, there's a ballet fought outside
The

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

The streets's on fire in a death waltz
the masters of flesh and fantasy
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 moment to make an

But wind up wounded, not rightly dead, down here 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 of machines they'll hear the screams
Drowned out by the trains
Them rats above, oh locked in
The rat saves her the edge of an on-coming train
That angel a...
here in jungleland - oh yes they do
They the animals sing - oh oh oh

verses:

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

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