Luyện nghe bài hát Soho

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

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

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

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

Old man with flowers in his hair
Newspaper
"Middle Deadline"
Jazz are down on the breadline

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

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

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

Begs for the dregs from the 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
I've been 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