Karaoke Jungleland von Bruce Springsteen — mit Songtext mitsingen auf Singa

Jungleland Karaoke

Bruce Springsteen

SongtexteJungleland

THE RANGERS

HAD A HOMECOMIN'

IN HARLEM LATE LAST NIGHT

AND A MAGIC RAT

DROVE HIS SLEEK MACHINE

OVER THE JERSEY STATE LINE

BAREFOOT GIRL SITTIN'

ON THE HOOD OF A DODGE

DRINKIN' 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 LAWMEN

RUN DOWN FLAMINGO

CHASING THE RAT

AND THE BAREFOOT GIRL

AND THE KIDS 'ROUND HERE

LOOK JUST LIKE SHADOWS

ALWAYS QUIET

HOLDIN' 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

GANGS ASSEMBLED

AND PICKED A RENDEZVOUS

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 BEIN'

FOUGHT OUT IN THE ALLEY

UNTIL THE LOCAL COPS

CHERRY TOP

WHO RIPS THIS HOLY NIGHT

THE STREET'S ALIVE

AS SECRET DEBTS ARE PAID

CONTACTS MADE

THEY VANISH UNSEEN

KIDS FLASH GUITARS

JUST LIKE SWITCHBLADES

HUSTLIN' FOR

THE RECORD MACHINE

THE HUNGRY AND THE HUNTED

EXPLODE INTO

ROCK 'N' ROLL BANDS

THAT FACE OFF

AGAINST EACH OTHER

OUT IN THE STREET

DOWN IN JUNGLELAND

IN THE PARKIN' LOT

THE VISIONARIES

DRESS IN THE LATEST RAGE

INSIDE THE BACKSTREET

GIRLS ARE DANCIN'

TO THE RECORDS

THAT THE D.J. PLAYS

LONELY-HEARTED LOVERS

STRUGGLE IN DARK CORNERS

DESPERATE AS

THE NIGHT MOVES ON

THEN JUST ONE LOOK

AND A WHISPER

THEY'RE GONE

BENEATH THE CITY

TWO HEARTS BEAT

SOUL ENGINES RUNNIN'

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

AND SHOTS ECHO DOWN THEM

HALLWAYS IN THE NIGHT

NO-ONE WATCHES

WHEN 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

THEN THE POETS DOWN HERE

DON'T WRITE NOTHIN' 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...

HOO...

HOO...

WOAH...

HUH...

HUH...

WOAH...

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Bruce Springsteen
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