Arthur’s Farm tells a tale as curious as any in the songbook, which I’m sure someone’s going to explain here. I’d certainly appreciate it. The end of the second verse also presciently describes the vuvuzelas many years before they’d even been invented, never mind inflicted on the world. I may regret writing that though, as it’s going to mean nothing after summer 2010. I hope. Thanks to Nigel (not that one)

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