Lyric Where The Pigs Don t Fly

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 their jumpers in roses oh

Where the pigs don t fly oh...

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 out an old piano tune

Where the pigs don t fly I do
Where the pigs don t fly, I do

I do