Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

The had a homecoming in Harlem, late last night
And the magic rat drove his machine, over Jersey state line
Barefoot girl, sitting on the of a Dodge
Drinking warm in soft summer rain
The rat pulls town, rolls up his pants
Together they take a stab at romance and
Flamingo lane

Well, the lawman run down Flamingo
Chasing the rat and the barefoot
The kids round here just like shadows
quiet, holding hands
From the churches to the
Tonight all is silence in the
As we our stand
Down in land

The gang's assembled
And a rendezvous for the night
They'll meet 'neath that Exxon sign
That this fair city light
Man, there's an out on the turnpike
There's a ballet being fought out in the
Until the cops, cherry top, rips this holy night

The street's alive as secret are paid
Contacts made, they vanished
Kids flash guitars like switch blades
for the record machine

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

In the parking lot, the
Dressed in the rage
Inside the backstreet are dancing
To the that the D.J. plays
Lonely hearted lovers struggle in corners
as the night moves on
And one look and a whisper, they're gone

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

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

And in the of the night
reach for their moment
And try to an honest stand
But wind up wounded, not even dead
Tonight in land