How can the world love you if you don't love thyself, England? When are you going to take a hard look at yourself and accept that you are a drunken bastard? With a kind heart and open arms, we'd like to suggest that you close your eyes, take a deep breath, reach into your wallets and pay your debt to civilization. Only when you are stripped clean will you then be able to rebuild.
Slightly off topic, but still relevant: So that's what Elton John was doing under the table. We'd say, "Pardon our filthy minds, Sir," but you deserve no apology.