Where the Pigs Don’t Fly
[Verse 1]
Out in the sticks, out in the stickiness
They're chasing round in stolen ice cream vans
They're sparking up with someone, oh
They're covering up their jumpers in roses, oh

[Chorus]
Where pigs don't fly, oh

[Verse 2]
Out over there, out in the sticky wire fire
Your royal stickiness, your highness
I've heard there's someone saying, "I do."
And banging at an old piano tune

[Chorus]
Where the pigs don't fly, I do
Where the pigs don't fly, I do

Where the pigs don't fly, I do
Where the pigs don't fly, I do
I do...