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 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 stab at
And move flamingo lane

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

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

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

The streets's on fire in a classic waltz
Between the masters of flesh and
The poets down here don't write nothin' at all, they stand and and let
It all be
And in the quick of the night they reach for moment 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 angels in the city
In the tunnels of machines they'll hear the
Drowned out by the roarin'
Them rats above, oh in love
The rat saves her from the of an on-coming train
That rides a...
Down in jungleland - oh yes they do
They hear the animals - oh oh oh

verses:

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

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