Kultovní songa od T V Smithe, kterou v Čechách na fesťácích drtí Hradecká partička N.V.Ú. pod názvem Jedna příchuť. Nedá se nic dělat, originál je originál..

[1] This is how it starts up a slap and a cry
The slaps keep coming for the rest of your life
And you don’t know who to question and you don’t know how to fight
You just hope that by the end it turns out alright

There’s only one flavour, only one way to go
No opposition, only one view to hold

[2] I weathered out those anxious years of boom and slump
In a tree and a tunnel and a tent and a truck by a garbage dump
My life was like a motorway my wheels were square
Sometimes I wonder How I got anywhere

Every crank, poet, genius, pressured off the devious
Tied to the coat-tails, speeding down the monorail …

Only one flavour!

[3] I woke up and I was driving, there was blood on my hands
I felt like a stranger in an over-familiar land
Well, we all fall to the centre but my eyes are full of stars
Sometimes I wonder how I ever got this far