There’s a chill tonight on the Yarra

Winter is creeping in

While far away my loved ones

Wake up in England’s spring

And although delights await me

All the way to Flinders Street

It’s that little piece of heaven

With which they must compete

When The Saints take on The Magpies

Someday too far away

I barrack for St Kilda

In that funny game they play

But my heart’s not really in it

My mind wanders to a town

Where the Hammers sing ‘I’m Forever Blowing Bubbles’

And the rain comes pouring down

Yes, it’s still raining in England

Guess that’s why I like it here

There’s a brolly in my hotel room

For when the skies aren’t clear

’Cos it never rains in Sydney

And it never rains in Perth

Adelaide’s a desert

And Brisbane’s just scorched earth

So excuse me please such days as there

And send me to the town

Where the children sing when St Kilda win

And the rain comes falling down

So wake me up tomorrow

And send me home again

To where the Hammers sing ‘I’m Forever Blowing Bubbles’

In the pouring London rain