The Jungle Line – Joni Mitchell
Nghệ sĩ: Joni Mitchell
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
Intro
Verse 1→ Phiên khúc
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Rousseau walks on trumpet paths
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Safaris to the heart of all that jazz
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Through I-bars and girders, through wires and pipes
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The mathematic circuits of the modern nights
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Through huts, through Harlem, through jails and gospel pews
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Through the class on Park and the trash on Vine
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Through Europe and the deep, deep heart of Dixie blue
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Through savage progress cuts the jungle line
Verse 2→ Phiên khúc
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In a low-cut blouse she brings the beer
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Rousseau paints a jungle flower behind her ear
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Those cannibals of shuck and jive
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They'll eat a working girl like her alive
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With his hard-edged eye and his steady hand
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He paints the cellar full of ferns and orchid vines
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And he hangs a moon above a five-piece band
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He hangs it up above the jungle line
Verse 3→ Phiên khúc
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The jungle line, the jungle line
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Screaming in a ritual of sound and time
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Floating, drifting on the air-conditioned wind
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And drooling for a taste of something smuggled in
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Pretty women funneled through valves and smoke
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Coy and bitchy, wild and fine
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And charging elephants and chanting slaving boats
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Charging, chanting down the jungle line
Verse 4→ Phiên khúc
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There's a poppy wreath on a soldier's tomb
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There's a poppy snake in a dressing room
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Poppy poison, poppy tourniquet
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It slithers away on brass like mouthpiece spit
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And metal skin and ivory birds
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Go steaming up to Rousseau's vines
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They go steaming up to Brooklyn Bridge
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Steaming, steaming, steaming up the jungle line