I couldn't expect a privileged millionaire to understand the struggles of us paupers. We can't all drive about in E-Types poncing around Cyprus all year.
"My Way" written by Paul Anka for Frank Sinatra after Sinatra had told him he was done with showbiz, he wrote the lyrics in English from a French hit he heard whilst on holiday.
Massive Bowie fan through my old man, this performance is a full on trip, was he really from this world, I think he may have been extraterrestrial! Lol
To the tune of "When the Saints Go Marching in: "I had enough, in eighty four! I had enough in eiiiiighty four!"
Ignore me, just laughing at my uncle when the lads got him going! Lol
The song that reminds me most about hunting is this, my uncles mate used to love Eurythmics and always played this song when we were lamping, not exactly throwing the dogs out of the motor music! Lol