Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

The rangers had a homecoming in Harlem, late last
And the magic rat drove his sleek machine, over Jersey line
Barefoot girl, sitting on the hood of a
Drinking warm beer in summer rain
The rat into town, rolls up his pants
Together they a stab at romance and disappear
Flamingo lane

Well, the maximum lawman run down
Chasing the rat and the girl
The kids round here look just like
Always quiet, holding
the churches to the jails
Tonight all is in the world
As we our stand
in jungle land

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

The street's as secret debts are paid
Contacts made, vanished unseen
Kids flash guitars just like switch
Hustling for the machine

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

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

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

Outside the street's on fire, in a death waltz
Between what's flesh and what's
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 wind up wounded, not even dead
Tonight in land