hilarious, WAV,criticises me for leaving England,forsaking poor old blighty.
I left Blighty never to come back
forsook poor Albion and the union jack

deserted albion fair,to the emerald isle I did repair.
one frosty day on the 15 january,I shed a tear.
said good bye to the red white and blue,
Christopher Robin and Winnie the pooh.
A traitor consumed with remorse
my music is tainted of course.
oh woe is me ,the muse has been stolen from me.
I must visit Buxton,and drink some tea.