Don't pretend to get within a million miles of Tom Lehrer, but my song The Wind Blows is on the first Pig's Ear album A Silk Purse. It was written in the late 1980s.

In a corner of England an oak tree fell
And we mourned it like a friend
We cried, "See the power of the wind and the rain
Oh, it's strength will never end
When the wind blows."

In a corner of South America,
A forest died in a day
And nobody mourned till it was too late
And the price was left to pay
Where the wind blows

And we ripped out all the hedgerows
And we ploughed the land to death
And the fertile soil blew away in a cloud
When the wind drew in its breath
For the wind blows

And man he built a powerhouse
The wheels of commerce to turn
And the accident that never should happen
Did. And it was too late to learn
How the wind blows

Now we look on this land that is green and good
And we say, "This must always be
We will fight for this land to our very last breath!"
But who's the enemy?
When the wind blows