Dark Streets Of London

(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