soho (needless to say)
Singer:al stewart
huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run
wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk
disappearing into the booze shop
rainbow queues stand down by the news stand
waiting for the late show
chocolate-coloured ladies making eyes through the smoke-pall
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"