Song | Soho (Needless to Say) |
Artist | Al Stewart |
Album | Past, Present and Future |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Stewart | |
Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom | |
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run | |
Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk | |
Disappearing into the booze shop | |
Rainbow queues stand down by the news stand, waiting for the late show | |
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free fall | |
Chocolate-coloured ladies making eyes through the smoke-pall | |
Soho (needless to say) | |
I'm alone on your streets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I've been here all of the day | |
I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Football supporters taking the waters | |
They're looking round for the twilight daughters | |
Non-stop strip club pornographic bookshop | |
Come into the back and take your time and have a good look | |
Old man laughs with flowers in his hair | |
Newspaper headline "Middle East Deadline" | |
Jazz musicians are down on the breadline | |
Soho (needless to say) | |
I'm alone on your streets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I've been here all of the day | |
I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Soho feeds the needs and hides the deeds, the mind that bleeds | |
Disenchanted, downstream in the night | |
Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the lonely sighs | |
Till she seems lost in dreams | |
The sun goes down on a neon eon | |
Though you'd have a job explaining it to | |
Richard Coeur de | |
Lion Animation, bar conversation, anticipation, disinclination | |
Poor old wino turns with dust in his eyes | |
Begs for the dregs from the bottom of the kegs, man | |
You've never seen a lady lay down and spread her legs like | |
Soho (needless to say) | |
I'm alone on your sheets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I've been here all of the day | |
I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Soho (needless to say) | |
I'm alone on your streets, or am | |
I dreaming | |
I've been here all of the day | |
I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go |
zuo ci : Stewart | |
Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom | |
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run | |
Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk | |
Disappearing into the booze shop | |
Rainbow queues stand down by the news stand, waiting for the late show | |
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free fall | |
Chocolatecoloured ladies making eyes through the smokepall | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your streets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Football supporters taking the waters | |
They' re looking round for the twilight daughters | |
Nonstop strip club pornographic bookshop | |
Come into the back and take your time and have a good look | |
Old man laughs with flowers in his hair | |
Newspaper headline " Middle East Deadline" | |
Jazz musicians are down on the breadline | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your streets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Soho feeds the needs and hides the deeds, the mind that bleeds | |
Disenchanted, downstream in the night | |
Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the lonely sighs | |
Till she seems lost in dreams | |
The sun goes down on a neon eon | |
Though you' d have a job explaining it to | |
Richard Coeur de | |
Lion Animation, bar conversation, anticipation, disinclination | |
Poor old wino turns with dust in his eyes | |
Begs for the dregs from the bottom of the kegs, man | |
You' ve never seen a lady lay down and spread her legs like | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your sheets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your streets, or am | |
I dreaming | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go |
zuò cí : Stewart | |
Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom | |
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run | |
Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk | |
Disappearing into the booze shop | |
Rainbow queues stand down by the news stand, waiting for the late show | |
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free fall | |
Chocolatecoloured ladies making eyes through the smokepall | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your streets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Football supporters taking the waters | |
They' re looking round for the twilight daughters | |
Nonstop strip club pornographic bookshop | |
Come into the back and take your time and have a good look | |
Old man laughs with flowers in his hair | |
Newspaper headline " Middle East Deadline" | |
Jazz musicians are down on the breadline | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your streets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Soho feeds the needs and hides the deeds, the mind that bleeds | |
Disenchanted, downstream in the night | |
Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the lonely sighs | |
Till she seems lost in dreams | |
The sun goes down on a neon eon | |
Though you' d have a job explaining it to | |
Richard Coeur de | |
Lion Animation, bar conversation, anticipation, disinclination | |
Poor old wino turns with dust in his eyes | |
Begs for the dregs from the bottom of the kegs, man | |
You' ve never seen a lady lay down and spread her legs like | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your sheets on a | |
Friday evening | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go | |
Soho needless to say | |
I' m alone on your streets, or am | |
I dreaming | |
I' ve been here all of the day | |
I' m going nowhere with nowhere to go |