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I was walking barefoot on St. Paul's bridgeWhen I saw a man talking to GodHe was round and handsomeAnachronisticallyA little oddI overheard his conversationHe said, "I can't live in a world devoid of love."And the voice, the voice was so familiarIt was the voice of Peter Ustinov"Peter," I whispered from the shadows"We've all been damaged by the 20th centuryA man like you can talk to GodBut can you spare a word for me?For I have loved you since the timeI saw you in 'The Mouse that Roared'.""That was Peter Sellers, my dear.Go away," he imploredChorus:"See, I used to be UstinovBut used to's no good enough for meSee, I used to be UstinovBut used to's not good enough for me."The I blurted out "Quo Vadis""Topkapi," ooh yeah "Evil Under The Sun."He waved his hand, "It's too late for that.As you said, the damage has been done."Then he lifted his body upTo throw himself to a watery grave"Peter," I yelled"What about 'Billy Budd'The innocent no one could save?"(Repeat chorus)"So tell me what you're dying forHave you been so disrespected?"He winked at me and said, "'Billy Budd.'I wrote, starred, and directed."Then he bowed and kissed my handAnd said, "What was I thinking of?"And walked away into the nightThe night I saved Peter Ustinov"You used to be UstinovBut used to's still good enough for meYou used to be UstinovBut used to's still good enough for me."
I was walking barefoot on St. Paul's bridgeWhen I saw a man talking to GodHe was round and handsomeAnachronisticallyA little oddI overheard his conversationHe said, "I can't live in a world devoid of love."And the voice, the voice was so familiarIt was the voice of Peter Ustinov"Peter," I whispered from the shadows"We've all been damaged by the 20th centuryA man like you can talk to GodBut can you spare a word for me?For I have loved you since the timeI saw you in 'The Mouse that Roared'.""That was Peter Sellers, my dear.Go away," he imploredChorus:"See, I used to be UstinovBut used to's no good enough for meSee, I used to be UstinovBut used to's not good enough for me."The I blurted out "Quo Vadis""Topkapi," ooh yeah "Evil Under The Sun."He waved his hand, "It's too late for that.As you said, the damage has been done."Then he lifted his body upTo throw himself to a watery grave"Peter," I yelled"What about 'Billy Budd'The innocent no one could save?"(Repeat chorus)"So tell me what you're dying forHave you been so disrespected?"He winked at me and said, "'Billy Budd.'I wrote, starred, and directed."Then he bowed and kissed my handAnd said, "What was I thinking of?"And walked away into the nightThe night I saved Peter Ustinov"You used to be UstinovBut used to's still good enough for meYou used to be UstinovBut used to's still good enough for me."