Letra de Jungleland (Live at Madison Square Garden, New York, NY - 09/21/79)
The rangers had a homecoming In Harlem late last night And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine Over the Jersey state line Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain Rat pulls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down Flamingo LaneThe Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo Chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl The kids 'round there look just like shadows Always silent, holdin' hands From the churches to the jails Tonight all is silent in the world (ah)As we take our stand, say it now! (Down in Jungleland)The midnight gang's assembled and picked a rendezvous for the night We're gonna meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign that brings this fair city light There's an opera out on the Turnpike There's a ballet being fought out in the alley As the local cops, Cherry Top Rip this holy nightThe street's alive, secret debts are paid Contacts made, they vanished unseen Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades Hustle for the record machineThe hungry and the hunted Explode into rock and roll bands They face off against each other out in the street (Down in Jungleland)In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage Inside the backstreet, girls are dancing to the records the DJ plays Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners Desperate as the night moves on In just one look and a whisper They're goneBeneath the city two hearts beat Soul engines running through a night so tender In a bedroom locked In whispers of soft refusal and then surrender In the tunnels uptown The Rat's own dream guns him down As shots echo down them hallways in the night Nobody's watching when the ambulance pulls away Or when the girl shuts out at bedroom lightOutside the street's on fire in a real death waltz Between what's flesh and what's fantasy And, man, the poets down here don't write nothin' at all They just stand back and let it all beIn the quick of the night they reach for their moment and try to make an honest stand But they wind up wounded Not even dead Tonight in Jungleland