(Shane MacGowan)
I liked to walk in the summer breeze
Down Dalling Road by the dead old trees

And drink with my friends
In the Hammersmith Broadway
Dear dirty old drunken

Delightful old days

Then the winter came down and I loved it so dearly

The pubs and the bookies where you'd spend all your time
And the old men that were singing
When the roses bloom again

And turn once again
To a new summertime


Then the winter comes down
And I can't stand the chill
That comes to the streets around Christmas time

And I'm buggered to damnation
And I haven't got a penny
To wander the dark streets of London


Every time that I look on the first day of summer
Takes me back to the place where they gave ECT

And the drugged up psychos
With death in their eyes
And all of this really

Means nothing to me