Текст песни There's Nobody Like You

Well, if your name's Mucky, you can count yourself lucky

That you're still walking 'round on four feet

'Cause I tell you right now though I don't how

There's still perverse people out there on the street

And it's rare that a pig makes it back from a gig

Without coming at your physical harm

They mostly say, "Oh, I didn't know"

And they wind up on that bacon farm

I don't mind dressing in black

If I thought it would get your temperature back

And if your name's Queek, you're quite unique

And it's taken you over the top

Mr. Rodgers and I don't know the messiah

Ever since you walked into the shop

And if your name's Kent, it's known that you're bent

It's an actual undeniable fact

'Cause a law 'round here they've got cloth ears

So you never get caught in the act
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But I don't mind dressing in blue

If I thought it would make any difference to you

There's nobody, there's nobody

There's nobody like you

There's nobody, there's nobody

There's nobody like you

If your name's Him, then suddenly a whim

But you seem to be nowhere at all

If your name's Her, then you're covered in fur

And you're waiting for Him in the hall

The stuff that you sell and the way that you smell

Is to say the least way out of place

If I had a choice between the fist and the voice

You know I'd push you right out of your face

But I don't mind dressing in green

If I thought that you'd understand what I mean

There's nobody, there's nobody

There's nobody like you