[Verse 1]
Who are these people?
I'm in black treacle
Cue sliding violins
In sympathy
[Chorus]
But I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can eat
My dancing feet
[Verse 2]
A fortune teller
With sea bird feathers
Cue the sliding violins
In sympathy, yeah
[Chorus]
But I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can eat
My dancing feet
I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can eat
My dancing feet
