[00:00.000] 作词 : B. Springsteen
[00:01.000] 作曲 : B. Springsteen
[00:42:00]The Rangers had a homecoming
[00:45:00]In Harlem late last night
[00:49:00]And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
[00:53:00]Over the Jersey state line
[00:57:00]Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
[01:00:00]Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
[01:04:00]The Rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants
[01:07:00]Together they take a stab at romance
[01:09:00]And disappear down Flamingo Lane
[01:19:00]Well, the Maximum Lawmen run down Flamingo
[01:22:00]Chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl
[01:26:00]And the kids 'round there live just like shadows
[01:29:00]Always quiet, holding hands
[01:33:00]From the churches to the jails
[01:36:00]Tonight all is silence in the world
[01:40:00]As we take our stand
[01:45:00]Down in Jungleland
[01:55:00]The midnight gang's assembled
[01:58:00]And picked a rendezvous for the night
[02:02:00]They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign
[02:05:00]That brings this fair city light
[02:09:00]Man, there's an opera out on the Turnpike
[02:12:00]There's a ballet being fought out in the alley
[02:16:00]Until the local cops, Cherry-Tops, rips this holy night
[02:24:00]The street's alive as secret debts are paid
[02:27:00]Contacts made, they flash unseen
[02:31:00]Kids flash guitars just like switchblades
[02:34:00]Hustling for the record machine
[02:38:00]The hungry and the hunted
[02:41:00]Explode into rock 'n' roll bands
[02:45:00]That face off against each other out in the street
[02:49:00]Down in Jungleland
[03:27:00]In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage
[03:34:00]Inside the backstreet girls are dancing
[03:37:00]To the records that the DJ plays
[03:41:00]Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners
[03:45:00]Desperate as the night moves on
[03:48:00]Just one look and a whisper, and they're gone
[06:59:00]Beneath the city, two hearts beat
[07:05:00]Soul engines running through a night so tender
[07:14:00]In a bedroom locked in whispers
[07:19:00]Of soft refusal and then surrender
[07:30:00]In the tunnels uptown, the Rat's own dream guns him down
[07:37:00]As shots echo down them hallways in the night
[07:44:00]No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
[07:52:00]Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light
[07:59:00]Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz
[08:05:00]Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
[08:10:00]And the poets down here don't write nothing at all
[08:13:00]They just stand back and let it all be
[08:17:00]And in the quick of a knife, they reach for their moment
[08:20:00]And try to make an honest stand
[08:25:00]But they wind up wounded, not even dead
[08:32:00]Tonight in Jungleland