(Shane MacGowan)I liked to walk in the summer breezeDown Dalling Road by the dead old treesAnd drink with my friends
In the Hammersmith BroadwayDear dirty old drunkenDelightful old daysThen the winter came down and I loved it so dearlyThe
pubs and the bookies where you'd spend all your timeAnd the old men that were singingWhen the roses bloom againAnd turn onc
e againTo a new summertimeThen the winter comes downAnd I can't stand the chillThat comes to the streets around Christmas
timeAnd I'm buggered to damnationAnd I haven't got a pennyTo wander the dark streets of LondonEvery time that I look on th
e first day of summerTakes me back to the place where they gave ECTAnd the drugged up psychosWith death in their eyesAnd al
l of this reallyMeans nothing to me