Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

The rangers had a homecoming in Harlem, late night
And the magic rat drove his sleek machine, over state line
Barefoot girl, on the hood of a Dodge
Drinking warm beer in soft summer
The rat pulls into town, up his pants
Together they take a stab at and disappear
Flamingo lane

Well, the maximum lawman run down
the rat and the barefoot girl
The kids round here look just like
quiet, holding hands
From the churches to the
all is silence in the world
As we our stand
in jungle land

The midnight assembled
And picked a for the night
They'll 'neath that giant Exxon sign
That brings fair city light
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 flash guitars like switch blades
Hustling for the machine

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

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

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

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

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