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
into the booze shop

Rainbow queues stand 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 evening
been here all of the day
I'm going nowhere nowhere to go

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

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

Soho, to say
I'm alone on streets on a Friday evening
I've been all of the day
I'm going 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 goes down on a eon
Though have a job explaining it to Richard Coeur de Lion
Animation, bar conversation, anticipation,
Poor old Wino turns dust in his eyes

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

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