Lirik Lagu Jungleland - Bruce Springsteen
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The Rangers had a homecomingIn Harlem late last nightAnd the Magic Rat drove his sleek machineOver the Jersey state lineBarefoot girl sitting on the hood of a DodgeDrinking warm beer in the soft summer rainThe Rat pulls into town rolls up his pantsTogether they take a stab at romanceAnd disappear down Flamingo Lane
Well the Maximum Lawmen run down FlamingoChasing the Rat and the barefoot girlAnd the kids round here look just like shadowsAlways quiet, holding handsFrom the churches to the jailsTonight all is silence in the worldAs we take our standDown in Jungleland
The midnight gang’s assembledAnd picked a rendezvous for the nightThey’ll meet ’neath that giant Exxon signThat brings this fair city lightMan there’s an opera out on the TurnpikeThere’s a ballet being fought out in the alleyUntil the local copsCherry Tops
Rips this holy nightThe street’s aliveAs secret debts are paidContacts made, they vanish unseenKids flash guitars just like switch-bladesHustling for the record machineThe hungry and the huntedExplode into rock’n’roll bandsThat face off against each other out in the streetDown in Jungleland
In the parking lot the visionariesDress in the latest rageInside the backstreet girls are dancingTo the records that the DJ playsLonely-hearted loversStruggle in dark cornersDesperate as the night moves onJust one lookAnd a whisper, and they’re gone
Beneath the city two hearts beatSoul engines running through a night so tenderIn a bedroom lockedIn whispers of soft refusalAnd then surrenderIn the tunnels uptownThe Rat’s own dream guns him downAs shots echo down them hallways in the nightNo one watches when the ambulance pulls awayOr as the girl shuts out the bedroom lightOutside the street’s on fireIn a real death waltzBetween what’s flesh and what’s fantasyAnd the poets down hereDon’t write nothing at allThey just stand back and let it all beAnd in the quick of the nightThey reach for their momentAnd try to make an honest standBut they wind up woundedNot even deadTonight in Jungleland
Well the Maximum Lawmen run down FlamingoChasing the Rat and the barefoot girlAnd the kids round here look just like shadowsAlways quiet, holding handsFrom the churches to the jailsTonight all is silence in the worldAs we take our standDown in Jungleland
The midnight gang’s assembledAnd picked a rendezvous for the nightThey’ll meet ’neath that giant Exxon signThat brings this fair city lightMan there’s an opera out on the TurnpikeThere’s a ballet being fought out in the alleyUntil the local copsCherry Tops
Rips this holy nightThe street’s aliveAs secret debts are paidContacts made, they vanish unseenKids flash guitars just like switch-bladesHustling for the record machineThe hungry and the huntedExplode into rock’n’roll bandsThat face off against each other out in the streetDown in Jungleland
In the parking lot the visionariesDress in the latest rageInside the backstreet girls are dancingTo the records that the DJ playsLonely-hearted loversStruggle in dark cornersDesperate as the night moves onJust one lookAnd a whisper, and they’re gone
Beneath the city two hearts beatSoul engines running through a night so tenderIn a bedroom lockedIn whispers of soft refusalAnd then surrenderIn the tunnels uptownThe Rat’s own dream guns him downAs shots echo down them hallways in the nightNo one watches when the ambulance pulls awayOr as the girl shuts out the bedroom lightOutside the street’s on fireIn a real death waltzBetween what’s flesh and what’s fantasyAnd the poets down hereDon’t write nothing at allThey just stand back and let it all beAnd in the quick of the nightThey reach for their momentAnd try to make an honest standBut they wind up woundedNot even deadTonight in Jungleland
