Luyện nghe bài hát Soho

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

Rainbow queues stand down by the
for the late show
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free
colored ladies making eyes through the smoke pall

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

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

Old man laughs with in his hair
Newspaper
"Middle Deadline"
Jazz musicians are on the breadline

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

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

The sun down on a neon eon
Though you'd a job explaining it to Richard 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 a lady lay down and spread her legs like

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

Soho, to say
I'm alone on your streets or am I
been here all of the day
I'm going nowhere with to go