Luyện nghe bài hát Jungleland

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

Well, the maximum lawman run down
Chasing the rat and the barefoot
The kids here look just like shadows
Always quiet, holding
From the churches to the
Tonight all is in the world
As we take our
Down in land

The midnight assembled
And a rendezvous for the night
They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon
That brings fair city light
Man, there's an opera out on the
a ballet being fought out in the alley
Until the cops, cherry top, rips this holy night

The street's alive as secret are paid
Contacts made, they vanished
Kids flash guitars just switch blades
for the record machine

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

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

the city, two hearts beat
Soul engines through a night so tender
In a bedroom locked, in whispers of refusal
And then, surrender in the uptown
The rat's own dream guns him
As shots echo down them in the night
No one watches when the ambulance away
Or as the girl out the bedroom light

Outside the street's on fire, in a real death
Between what's and what's fantasy
And the poets 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 an honest stand
But they wind up wounded, not even
Tonight in jungle