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Old Soho

アーティスト:Murray Head  アルバム:Voices 

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The night was raining down On neon streets of old Soho. Our 'macs' were buttoned tight, We'd just been to a show. Those glossy pictures, Revealing much but never all; The real thing was within, they said "Come in and have a ball". The girls were tired, And not the same as the pictures on the wall. While ladies beckoned us, And each would tell her sorry tale; Some promise in the rain, Of an experience gone stale; No better than a fruit machine, With jackpot gone, and parts for sale. Meanwhile on the sidewalk, A man lay spilling out his life. He spat on civil pity, Wanted money and not a wife. Then he suddenly took out a knife, A car went by and splashed us all - I heard that doorman call, "Come in and have a ball". The hookers, the bookers, The jaded onlookers;


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