Luyện nghe bài hát Soho

Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the run
Hot dogs, wet clogs, clicking up the
Disappearing into the shop

Rainbow queues down by the newsstand
Waiting for the late
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in fall
Chocolate colored ladies making eyes through the pall

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

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

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

Soho, to say
I'm alone on your streets on a evening
I've been 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
Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the sighs
she seems lost in dreams

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

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

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

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