Battlefields a thousand miles away There with every bite Finally we're coming home Watching the horizon Everybody's coming home for summer What a feeling, taste the freedom We started in October Drowned our sins in cold November rain Thoughts all through

Down in 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