Luyện nghe bài hát Soho

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

Rainbow stand down by the newsstand
Waiting for the late
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free
Chocolate ladies making eyes through the smoke pall

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

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

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

Soho, to say
I'm on your 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 the lies, the twisted cries, the lonely sighs
Till she seems lost in

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 seen a lady 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 with to go

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