A spoken-word performance where one speaker keeps saying "I wasn't made in England" while mixing English imagery like candlelight and mud with American symbols like Georgia peaches and Ford Broncos. The piece is whimsical and satirical, exploring identity and belonging through repetition and cultural contrasts.
And that grand piano. Oh, that sweet Georgia peach and the board bunting below. Oh, I wasn't made in England. Oh, I wasn't made in England. I was made in England out of candlelight and mud and sun. Faces down on a playground. Crying, God, send me a girl but not a bloated nose, for I can't roll. Give me that sweet Georgia peach and the Ford Bronco blue. Oh, I want a maid in England. Oh, I want a maid in England. Yeah! Is the pain enough and too great to— oh, I bought a maid in England. Oh, I bought a maid in England. If you're made in England, you're built to last. You can still say homo and everybody laughs but the Dutch. You never read the song. They all think they know, but they ain't got it right. Oh, I wasn't made in England. Oh, I wasn't made in England. Oh, I wasn't made in England. Oh. How would you name it? Amber. How would you name it? Amber.
