Like summer's death throes London's arms around me   The world ends in West End sirens screaming unseen   The river frozen and the lions asleep   Up on the Westway watching people as sheep      It's a long way away from it all   In my corner I sometimes feel nothing at all   It's the best way when the snow starts to fall      Confetti falling down the drains of your dreams   Life in the fast lane never quite what it seems   You're full-on baby with your full-on beams      On an expressway through the heart of it all   In my corner I can walk cannot crawl   It's the best way when the snow starts to fall      Like summer's death throes London armed surrounds me   I'm up EC1 rusted fountains drown me   This frozen river and these lions that breathe   On an expressway   Is this the best way      Like summer's death throes London's arms around me   I'm up the West End shooting what I can see   The river frozen and the lions asleep