There`s Nobody Like You — текст песни (Soft Boys)

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 out
there on the street
And it`s rare that a pig makes it back from a gig without coming at you
with physical harm
He must be saying, 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 names 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
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 than you`re coverd with 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