Nits - Villa homesick

She lives in villa homesick The climate is her skin She spends her time playing solitaire Although she'll never win She reads her Daily Mirror A brief glance at the sun She's walking by the seaside Kicking the shells for fun She spends her days with kinfolk Understatements in the sun She spends her nights in clubland Old kinfolk on the run Great big benevolant sun Shining down on everyone On everyone Her skin is tight and wrinkled Especially in her neck Each day her body bronzes Her mind is wandering back To England's greenest pastures To Blackpool's bingo halls Though she likes to ignore it The homefront seems to call England's on the horizon England is forever home