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 the jersey state line
Barefoot girl sits drinking warm beer on the hood of an old
In the summer rain
Rat rolls up his pants, they'd make a stab at romance
And down flamingo lane

Well now the maximum lawmen they run down the flamingo the rat
And the barefoot
But the kids they live like shadows in empty
(but they live like in the vacant doorways)
Always silent, holding
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
here in jungleland

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

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

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

But wind 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 fire fallen in the city
In the tunnels of machines hear the screams
Drowned out by the trains
Them rats above, oh locked in
The rat her from the edge of an on-coming train
That angel a...
here in jungleland - oh yes they do
They hear the sing - oh oh oh

verses:

In the parking lots the visionairies are dressed in the rage
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 the rat chases his dreams
On that forever (lasting) light
So the girl crawls into bed, shakes her head
And with a kiss and a sigh she shuts out all the

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 in love
The rat on flamingo lane
Then an rises from the sands
And disappears - in jungleland