Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

The had a homecoming in Harlem, late last night
And the magic rat drove his sleek machine, over Jersey state
girl, sitting on the hood of a Dodge
Drinking beer in soft summer rain
The rat pulls into town, up his pants
Together take a stab at romance and disappear
Down lane

Well, the maximum lawman run down
Chasing the rat and the girl
The kids here look just like shadows
Always quiet, hands
From the churches to the
all is silence in the world
As we take our
in jungle land

The midnight gang's
And picked a rendezvous for the
They'll meet 'neath giant Exxon sign
That brings this city light
Man, there's an out on the turnpike
There's a ballet being out in the alley
Until the local cops, cherry top, this holy night

The alive as secret debts are paid
Contacts made, vanished unseen
Kids guitars just like switch blades
for the record machine

The hungry and the
Explode into rock 'n' roll
Their off against each other out in the street
in jungle land

In the lot, the visionaries
Dressed in the latest
Inside the backstreet girls are
To the records that the D.J.
Lonely hearted struggle in dark corners
Desperate as the night on
And just one look and a whisper, they're

the city, two hearts beat
Soul engines running through a so tender
In a locked, in whispers of soft refusal
And then, surrender in the tunnels
The rat's own dream guns him
As shots echo down them hallways in the
No one watches when the ambulance pulls
Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom

Outside the street's on fire, in a real waltz
Between what's flesh and fantasy
And the poets down here, don't write nothing at all
just stand back and let it all be

And in the of the night
They reach for their
And try to make an honest
But they wind up wounded, not even
in jungle land