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Karaokê Jungleland - Bruce Springsteen

Esta música é uma versão de Jungleland, popularizada por Bruce Springsteen

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Sobre

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 122 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Dó, E♭, Rém

Duração: 09:33 - Visualizar: 03:26

Ano de lançamento: 1975
Estilos: Pop, Rock, Em inglês
Autor Original: Bruce Springsteen

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Letra Jungleland

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
The Rat pulls into town
Rolls up his pants
Together they take a stab at romance
And disappear down
Flamingo Lane
Well the maximum lawman run down Flamingo
Chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl
And the kids 'round here look just like shadows
Always quiet
Holding hands
From the churches to the jails
Tonight all is silence in the world
As we take our stand down in Jungleland
Well the midnight gang's assembled
And picked a rendez-vous for the night
They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign that brings this fair city light
Man there's an opera out on the turnpike
There's a ballet being fought out in the alley
Until the local cops
Cherry top rips this holy night
The street's alive as secret debts are paid
Contact's made
They vanished unseen
Kids flash guitars just like switchblades
Hustling for the record machine
The hungry and the hunted explode into rock 'n' roll bands
That faced 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 that the DJ plays
Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners
Desperate as the night moves on
And just one look and a whisper and they're gone
Beneath 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
No one watches
The ambulance pulls away
Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light
Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz
Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
And the poets down here don't write nothing at all
They just stand back and let it all be
And in 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
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Woah oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh yeah

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