Lyrics:

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
Woah-oh

Where pigs don't fly, woah-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 at an old piano tune

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