Through all the moments of sadness and glory
Through all of the bastards and jackos and fights
I'm coming straight over the fair streets of Soho
With songs on my pale lips and ghosts in the night
Through war on the wireless and flesh on the streets
The place it has stood there for time incomplete
There were cap-heads and creepers and auld night watch keepers
There for the whiskey and Cheshire delight
There for the whiskey and Cheshire delight

There Dickens they say used to put them away
And his spirit would go haunting bold Hardy and Joyce
Their children still spinning of boozing and sinning
A hundred years later for six times the price
Long nights I did sit there with hundreds of men
Some brazen, some drunken, some not seen again
There was more pretty women to dance in and swim in
There for the whiskey and Cheshire delight
There for the whiskey and Cheshire delight

So come all ye businessmen, travellers and bank whores
And give up yer ears to this place if you please
You'll hear Londoners crying and laughing and dying
And my voice approaching from over the breeze
Not the steps of Saint Paul's nor Whitechapel below
Could bring you this story of beauty and woe
'neath your darkness and mud runs my fair city's blood
There for the whiskey and Cheshire delight
There for the whiskey and Cheshire delight


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