Luyện nghe bài hát Soho

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The sun goes on a neon eon
Though have a job explaining it to Richard Coeur de Lion
Animation, bar conversation, anticipation,
Poor old Wino turns with in his eyes

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

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