Whats Happened to Soho
The Correspondents Lyrics

Oh no, what's happened to Soho?
Expressing concern and confusion about the recent changes that have happened in Soho

Oh no, where will all the reprobates go?
Questioning where will the people with unconventional behavior go, who were the soul of the neighborhood

The landlord says your lease is up
The landlord has decided not to renew the lease for the property, forcing people to leave

The council says you are corrupt
The council authorities have labeled the place as corrupt and disorderly, leading to its shutdown

Either way you got to go
Regardless of the reason, everyone has to leave

To make way for a new Tesco
The new development plan involves a Tesco store to be established on the same site

They sanitize and clean
The new developers are more focused on cleanliness and hygiene rather than maintaining the character of the place

Unpick it at the seam
Taking apart the place piece by piece

Unravel and destroy
Dismantling and ruining the long-established culture and traditions of the place

Decades of what has been
The glory and legacy of Soho that lasted for decades

Wave goodbye to the whole damn scene
Bidding farewell to the whole atmosphere and vibe that was unique to Soho

Bye bye bye, my gin-soaked dream
Saying farewell to the intoxicating, dreamy, and unreal world of Soho

People gathered 'round to watch as their small empire sinks
People are watching the gradual decline, downfall and end of their small community

Now empty rooms resound with the memories of a million drinks
The abandoned rooms echo the memories of countless people who enjoyed a drink and the moments they had with their friends

Then the brightest stars in the blackest night burn themselves out
The brightest and most famous residents of Soho have lost their shine over time, and their long-time fame no longer exists

So the subjects all take flight
The residents have dispersed and left the place as it no longer holds any attraction or charm

It′s over there can be no doubt
The glory days of Soho are over, and it is beyond any doubt

I know Soho is a ′parody' of itself
Soho has become a caricature of itself due to its repeated portrayal in the media and entertainment industry

I know a few frequenters there sit on the shelf
Some people are still clinging on and longing for the good old days of Soho

Regaling first-time histories they did not even live
People who never experienced the real charm and culture of Soho are sharing stories and tales about the place

In every group there's those that have nothing left to give
There are always some people in the group who have drained and exhausted all their energy, enthusiasm, and zeal

Where do I go for a family
Asking where can one find an alternative to the warm, friendly, and welcoming community of Soho

Of outspoken praise and dandies and queens
Where can one go to find the loud, expressive, flamboyant, and fabulous crowd of unique individuals

Bearded witty, bitter men
People who possess great humour, wit, and sarcasm and are prone to cynicism

And acutely self-aware has-beens
People who have lost their glory days and fame yet are still conscious of themselves and their surroundings

Sharp blonde women that will throw your responses back in your face
Wise and sharp-tongued women who can give smart retorts and keep people in their place

Even the coy girls will put you back in your place
Even the shy and timid girls have the ability to assert themselves and maintain their position

And a select few will defy our fashions and show you style
Some people will dare to break away from established styles and fashion trends and create their own unique style

The wisest words will arise from an old rogue's wry smile
The most profound and meaningful words often come from an unlikely source, an old person with a crooked smile

This is a place where no one cares about what you do
Soho is a place where people can be themselves without any fear, judgment, or prejudice

No one will ask, just carry the conversation through
It's a place where conversations keep flowing effortlessly, and no one feels the need to justify or explain themselves

Where do I go?
The song ends with a final and desperate call, asking where can we go now, where can we find a place like Soho