Luyện nghe bài hát Soho

Rainstorm, brainstorm, in the maelstrom
Huddle by the in the shadows where the drains run
Hot dogs, wet clogs, clicking up the
Disappearing into the booze

Rainbow queues stand by the newsstand
Waiting for the show
Pin ball, sin hall, in free fall
Chocolate colored ladies eyes through the smoke pall

Soho, to say
I'm alone on your streets on a Friday
I've here all of the day
I'm going nowhere with to go

supporters, they're taking the waters
They're looking round for the twilight
Non stop club, pornographic bookshop
Come into the back and take your and have a good look

Old man laughs with flowers in his
headline
"Middle Deadline"
Jazz musicians are on the breadline

Soho, to say
I'm alone on streets on a Friday evening
I've been all of the day
I'm going with nowhere to go

Soho the needs and hides the deeds, the mind that bleeds
Disenchanted, downstream in the
Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the sighs
Till she seems in dreams

The sun down on a neon eon
Though you'd have a job explaining it to Coeur de Lion
Animation, bar conversation, anticipation,
old Wino turns with dust in his eyes

Begs for the dregs the bottom of the kegs, man
You've never seen a lay down and spread her legs like

Soho, to say
I'm alone on your sheets on a Friday
been here all of the day
I'm going nowhere nowhere to go

Soho, to say
I'm alone on your or am I dreaming?
I've here all of the day
I'm nowhere with nowhere to go