Like water into wine

 When the banks were brought down upon us

And the Bakelite sheen wore off 

I pore my heart with a watering can 

But as I watered the roses of my garden

What came out was only blood

And when I opened my veins with a knife from B and Q

What came out was water

I say, who knew?

Well Who knew was Wessex water - when they imposed a hose pipe ban

We had to turn our blood into water

And then our blood was turned into wine

Well what a miracle did unfold

As the valleys all dried up

A man there walking on water

Except he did it in a drought

and in fact he walked on pillars of salt

And he built his home on pillars of sand

And oh shake my hand some more

For this water is the blood of the land

And if you ban my blood

Well I might as well slit my drains

And let the water flood

Until the arrival of the rains