[00:00.00] 作词 : Al Stewart
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Al Stewart
[00:12.03]Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom
[00:14.31]Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run
[00:16.41]Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk
[00:18.81]Disappearing into the booze shop
[00:20.67]Rainbow queues stand down by the news stand, waiting for the late show
[00:24.99]Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free fall
[00:27.15]Chocolate-coloured ladies making eyes through the smoke-pall
[00:29.67]Soho (needless to say)
[00:32.94]I'm alone on your streets on a
[00:35.73]Friday evening
[00:38.40]I've been here all of the day
[00:41.64]I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go
[00:50.85]Football supporters taking the waters
[00:52.95]They're looking round for the twilight daughters
[00:55.11]Non-stop strip club pornographic bookshop
[00:57.27]Come into the back and take your time and have a good look
[01:00.00]Old man laughs with flowers in his hair
[01:03.60]Newspaper headline "Middle East Deadline"
[01:05.73]Jazz musicians are down on the breadline
[01:08.13]Soho (needless to say)
[01:11.49]I'm alone on your streets on a
[01:14.25]Friday evening
[01:16.83]I've been here all of the day
[01:20.07]I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go
[01:27.12]Soho feeds the needs and hides the deeds, the mind that bleeds
[01:30.96]Disenchanted, downstream in the night
[01:35.76]Soho hears the lies, the twisted cries, the lonely sighs
[01:39.69]Till she seems lost in dreams
[01:48.66]The sun goes down on a neon eon
[01:50.79]Though you'd have a job explaining it to
[01:52.11]Richard Coeur de
[01:52.62]Lion Animation, bar conversation, anticipation, disinclination
[01:57.78]Poor old wino turns with dust in his eyes
[02:01.59]Begs for the dregs from the bottom of the kegs, man
[02:03.72]You've never seen a lady lay down and spread her legs like
[02:06.21]Soho (needless to say)
[02:09.54]I'm alone on your sheets on a
[02:12.24]Friday evening
[02:14.85]I've been here all of the day
[02:18.03]I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go
[02:23.10]Soho (needless to say)
[02:26.64]I'm alone on your streets, or am
[02:30.18]I dreaming
[02:30.90]I've been here all of the day
[02:35.22]I'm going nowhere with nowhere to go
[03:47.12] 人声 : Al Stewart

作词 : Al Stewart
作曲 : Al 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
人声 : Al Stewart