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
into the booze shop

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

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

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

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

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

Soho the needs and hides the deeds, the mind that bleeds
Disenchanted, downstream in the
Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the lonely
Till she 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 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 nowhere with 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