Luyện nghe bài hát Jungeland

(early version)

Well the had a home-coming in harlem late last night
And the magic rat piloted his sleek machine across the jersey state
Barefoot girl sits drinking warm on the hood of an old dodge
In the summer rain
Rat rolls up his pants, they'd make a stab at romance
And move down flamingo

Well now the maximum lawmen they run down the chasing the rat
And the girl
But the kids they live shadows in empty doorways
(but they live like shadows in the doorways)
silent, holding hands
The rat pulls her close (the rat mary close)
And from the churches to the jails there is silence in the
(all is in the world)
For tonight they'd take chance
Down here in

Well ther's a crazy kind of light
Brighter than the one that for prophets
Brighter than the exxon sign that brings this fair city light
There's an out on the turnpike, there's a ballet being fought outside
The

Well the cops let their faces show and rips this holy night
The streets with tough-kid jets in nova-light machines
Boys guitars like bayonets and rip holes in their jeans
the hungry and the haunted explode into rock 'n' roll bands
They face off against each other when meet
Down here in

The streets's on in a classic death waltz
Between the of flesh and fantasy
The poets here don't write nothin' at all, they just stand and and let
It all be
And in the quick of the they reach for their moment to make an honest

But they wind up wounded, not rightly dead, here in jungleland - yes
do

Oh beneath the city their hearts beat, cool engines tired and brave
Oh as the young (jungle) stand by fire angels fallen in the city
In the tunnels of machines they'll the screams
out by the roarin' trains
Them rats above, oh locked in
The rat saves her the edge of an on-coming train
That angel a...
Down here in jungleland - oh yes do
They hear the animals - oh oh oh

verses:

In the parking lots the are dressed in the latest rage
As the spanish angels dance and low in a blacked arcade
But the lights are so bright as he the room
The moves into the song
He her hand, looks in her eyes and they're gone - gone
In the tunnel of machines the rat his dreams
On forever (lasting) burning light
So the barefoot girl crawls bed, shakes her head
And with a kiss and a she shuts out all the light

Beneath the city their hearts beat, soul cool engines and...
Oh until the cry like silent angels in port authority halls
In the tunnel of machines they'll hear the
Drowned out by the roarin'
And layers above, oh locked in
The rat reappears on lane
an angel rises from the sands
And disappears - in jungleland