This England made me,
Between a war and a rocket span,
You’ve found a crib it saves me,
And teach me wrong and right,
And the world was talking,
Never got it’s chance to say,
When there’s too much talking,
Nobody hears a word you say
You won’t see,
And baby now I won’t hear,
It’s blind communications,
Only lasts throughout the year,
And half of what we’re saying,
Is half-way to the truth,
It’s blind communications,
For a million hearts and fools
I am a