Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

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

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

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

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

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

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

Beneath the city, two hearts
Soul engines running through a night so
In a bedroom locked, in of soft refusal
And then, in the tunnels uptown
The rat's own guns him down
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 death
Between what's flesh and fantasy
And then the down here, don't write nothing at all
They just back and let it all be

And in the quick of the
They reach for their
And try to make an stand
But they up wounded, not even dead
Tonight in land