Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

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

Well, the maximum run down Flamingo
Chasing the rat and the girl
The kids here look just like shadows
Always quiet, hands
the churches to the jails
Tonight all is in the world
As we take our
in jungle land

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

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

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

In the lot, the visionaries
in the latest rage
Inside the backstreet girls are
To the records that the D.J.
Lonely hearted lovers struggle in corners
Desperate as the moves on
And just one 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, in the tunnels uptown
The own dream guns him down
As shots echo down hallways in the night
No one when the ambulance pulls away
Or as the shuts out the bedroom light

Outside the on fire, in a real death waltz
what's flesh and what's fantasy
And then the poets down here, 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 wind up wounded, not dead
in jungle land