There's Nobody Like You Lyrics - 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 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 

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