Soho - Brand X

The streets of Soho

Ah, that’s where your kids go

The streets of Soho

Chinatown or (flaminco)?

Out in the streets

Profane stokers sweat in the heat

(Delilah was born)

A greyhound body punctured and torn

The take-away eats

A grubby chef cooks up yesterday’s meats

And a baby is born

But mama gets drunk, dad never comes home

The streets of Soho

There’s tourists everywhere

The streets of Soho

You got French models up there

Oh, the streets of Soho

You can spend all your money

The streets of Soho

Land of poison and honey

The rush hour is here

Pinstriped bowlers made in India

They emerge from the tube

Their faces fixed in permanent sneers

Whatever your taste

You’re guaranteed to find it all here

A fix in the gents:

A topless massage, model for rent

In the streets of Soho

Oh, that’s where your kids go

The streets of Soho

They got rock, jazz or disco

Get down, get down, get down…