I like 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, delightful, old drunken 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 like the leaves to a new summertime      Now the winter comes down, I can?t stand the chill   That comes to the streets around Christmas time   I?m buggered to damnation and I haven?t got a penny   To wander the dark streets of London      And 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 how all of this really means nothing to me      Now the winter comes down, I can?t stand the chill   That comes to the streets around Christmas time   I?m buggered to damnation and I haven?t got a penny   To wander the dark streets of London      And 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 how all of this really means nothing to me      Now the winter comes down, I can?t stand the chill   That comes to the streets around Christmas time   I?m buggered to damnation and I haven?t got a penny   To wander the dark streets of London      To wander the dark streets of London   To wander the dark streets of London