Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

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

Well, the maximum lawman run Flamingo
Chasing the rat and the barefoot
The kids round here look like shadows
Always quiet, holding
From the churches to the
Tonight all is in the world
As we take our
Down in jungle

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

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

The and the hunted
Explode into 'n' roll bands
Their off against each other out in the street
Down in jungle

In the parking lot, the
Dressed in the latest
the backstreet girls are dancing
To the records the D.J. plays
Lonely hearted struggle in dark corners
Desperate as the moves on
And one look and a whisper, they're gone

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

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

And in the quick of the
reach for their moment
And try to make an honest
But they wind up wounded, not even
Tonight in jungle