Luyện nghe bài hát Jungeland

(early version)

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

Well now the maximum lawmen they run the flamingo chasing the rat
And the barefoot
But the kids they live like shadows in doorways
(but they like shadows in the vacant doorways)
Always silent, holding
The rat her close (the rat pulls mary close)
And from the churches to the there 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 sparkles for prophets
Brighter than the giant exxon that brings this fair city light
There's an opera out on the turnpike, there's a being fought outside
The

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

The streets's on fire in a classic waltz
Between the of flesh and fantasy
The poets down here write nothin' at all, they just stand and and let
It all be
And in the quick of the night reach for their moment to make an honest

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

Oh beneath the city their hearts beat, soul 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 roarin'
Them above, oh locked in love
The rat her from the edge of an on-coming train
angel rides a...
Down in jungleland - oh yes they do
hear the animals sing - oh oh oh

Alternative

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

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