Jungleland (live) - Bruce Springsteen.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Springsteen
[00:45.973]The Rangers had a homecoming in Harlem late last night
[00:53.196]And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
[00:57.355]Over the Jersey state line
[01:01.141]Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
[01:03.869]Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
[01:08.274]The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants
[01:11.351]Together they take a stab at romance
[01:13.603]And disappear down Flamingo Lane
[01:23.823]Well the maximum lawman run down Flamingo
[01:27.024]Chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl
[01:31.500]And the kids round here look just like shadows
[01:35.201]Always quiet, holding hands
[01:39.162]From the churches to the jails
[01:42.224]Tonight all is silence in the world
[01:46.721]As we take our stand down in Jungleland
[02:00.804]Well the midnight gangs assembled
[02:03.530]And picked a rendezvous for the night
[02:07.344]They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign
[02:11.238]That brings this fair city light
[02:14.463]Man there's an opera out on the turnpike
[02:17.354]There's a ballet being fought out in the alley
[02:21.043]Until the local cops, cherry tops, rips this holy night
[02:28.575]The street's alive as secret debts are paid
[02:31.315]Contact's made, they vanished unseen
[02:34.971]Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades
[02:38.217]Hustling for the record machine
[02:41.910]The hungry and the hunted
[02:45.345]Explode into rock'n'roll bands
[02:48.861]That face off against each other out in the street
[02:52.202]Down in Jungleland
[03:00.345]（Guitar Solo by Bruce Springsteen）
[03:27.907]In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage
[03:33.922]Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the DJ plays
[03:40.250]Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners
[03:43.800]Desperate as the night moves on
[03:47.276]Just one look and a whisper, and they're gone
[03:52.353](Tenor Saxophone Solo by Clarence Clemons)
[06:49.093]Beneath the city two hearts beat
[06:55.421]Soul engines running through a night so tender
[07:03.663]In a bedroom locked in whispers
[07:09.971]Of soft refusal and then surrender
[07:17.195]In the tunnels uptown the Rat's own dream guns him down
[07:24.968]As shots echo down them hallways in the night
[07:32.444]No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
[07:39.930]Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light
[07:45.793]Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz
[07:52.760]Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
[07:56.872]And the poets down here
[07:58.708]Don't write nothing at all
[08:00.387]They just stand back and let it all be
[08:04.511]And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment
[08:07.648]And try to make an honest stand
[08:12.228]But they wind up wounded, not even dead
[08:18.461]Tonight in Jungleland