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