Jungleland

[Intro]
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[Pre-Verse]
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[Verse 1]
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 The rangers had a homecoming  in Harlem late last   night
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 And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine  over the Jersey
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stateline
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 Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
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Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
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  The Rat pulls into town rolls   up his pants
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   Together they take a stab at romance   and
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disappear   down Flamingo Lane

[Pre-Verse]
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[Verse 2]
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 Well the Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo chasing the
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Rat and the barefoot
girl
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 And the kids round here look just like shadows  always
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quiet, holding hands
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  From the churches to the jails tonight all is silence in
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the world
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 As we take our stand
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    down in  Jungleland

[Verse 3]
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 The midnight gang's assembled and picked a rendezvous for
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the night
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They'll meet beneath that giant Exxon sign that brings this
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faircity light
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Man there's an opera out on the Turnpike
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There's a ballet being fought out in the/alley
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Until the local cops, Cherry   Tops,
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rips this holy night

[Verse 4]
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The street's alive as secret debts are paid
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Contacts made, they   vanished unseen
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Kids flash guitars just like switchblades   hustling for
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the record machine

[Bridge 1]
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The hungry and the hunted explode into rock' n'roll bands
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That face off against each other out in the street down in
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Jungle

[Guitar Solo]
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land

[Bridge]
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In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the/latest rage
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Inside the backstreet girls are  dancing to the records
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that the D. J. plays
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  Lonely lovers struggle in dark corners
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Desperate as the night moves on,
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and just a look and a whisper, they're

[Saxophone Solo]
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[Interlude 1]
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[Interlude 2]
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gone

[Verse 4]
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Beneath the city two hearts beat
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Soul engines running through a night so tender in a bedroom
locked
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In whispers of soft refusal and then surrender in the
tunnels uptown
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The Rat's own dream guns him down as shots echo down them
hallways in the
night
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No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
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Or as the   girl shuts out the bedroom  light

[Verse 7]
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Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz
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Between was flesh and what's fantasy and the poets down
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here Don't write nothing at
all,
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they just   stand back and let it all
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 be
And in the quick of the night
They reach for their moment and try to make an
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honest  stand
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But they wind up wounded, not even dead
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Tonight in Jungleland

[Outro]
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