Jungeland Lyrics - Bruce Springsteen

(early version) 

Well the rangers had a home-coming in harlem late last night 

And the magic rat piloted his sleek machine across the jersey state line 

Barefoot girl sits drinking warm beer on the hood of an old dodge 

In the soft summer rain 

Rat rolls up his pants, together they'd make a stab at romance 

And move down flamingo lane 

Well now the maximum lawmen they run down the flamingo chasing the rat 

And the barefoot girl 

But the kids they live like shadows in empty doorways 

(but they live like shadows in the vacant doorways) 

Always silent, holding hands 

The rat pulls her close (the rat pulls mary close) 

And from the churches to the jails there is silence in the world 

(all is silent in the world) 

For tonight they'd take their chance 

Down here in jungleland 

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Well ther's a crazy kind of light tonight 

Brighter than the one that sparkles for prophets 

Brighter than the giant exxon sign that brings this fair city light 

There's an opera out on the turnpike, there's a ballet being fought outside 

The 

Alley 

Well the cops they let their faces show and rips this holy night 

The streets alive with tough-kid jets in nova-light machines 

Boys flash guitars like bayonets and rip holes in their jeans 

Then the hungry and the haunted explode into rock 'n' roll bands 

They face off against each other when they meet 

Down here in jungleland 

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The streets's on fire in a classic death waltz 

Between the masters of flesh and fantasy 

The poets down here don't write nothin' at all, they just stand and and let 

It all be 

And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment to make an honest 

Stand 

But they wind up wounded, not rightly dead, down here in jungleland - yes 

They do 

Oh beneath the city their hearts beat, soul cool engines tired and brave 

Oh as the young (jungle) girls stand by fire angels fallen in the city 

In the tunnels of machines they'll hear the screams 

Drowned out by the roarin' trains 

Them rats above, oh locked in love 

The rat saves her from the edge of an on-coming train 

That angel rides a... 

Down here in jungleland - oh yes they do 

They hear the animals sing - oh oh oh 

Alternative verses: 

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In the parking lots the visionairies are dressed in the latest rage 

As the spanish angels dance soft and low in a blacked arcade 

But the lights are so bright as he crosses the room 

The band moves into the song 

He takes her hand, looks in her eyes and they're gone - gone 

In the tunnel of machines the rat chases his dreams 

On that forever (lasting) burning light 

So the barefoot girl crawls into bed, shakes her head 

And with a kiss and a sigh she shuts out all the light 

Beneath the city their hearts beat, soul cool engines silent and... 

Oh until the girls cry like silent angels in port authority halls 

In the tunnel of machines they'll hear the screams 

Drowned out by the roarin' train 

And layers above, oh locked in love 

The rat reappears on flamingo lane 

Then an angel rises from the sands 

And disappears - down in jungleland