Fire and famine Pestilence and sin But there's no surviving A hike in the rent Bottles on my vertebrae Vases are my main stay For I am the glassblower Shards the heart of the pain Fashions, they come and go Well-fashionable crowds they know They know who is the glassblower And wherein is his lair
Wine like a siren threads Between the lives I've led Wind swims in my naked head With my legs in the air My veil is two centuries long I sing forgotten songs Amongst the sarees and sarongs Therein is my lair Fashions, they come and go And fashionable crowds they know They know who is the glassblower And wherein is his lair ♪ Split and repatched seams Badly repatched dreams Under-funded council schemes And my legs in the air Fire and famine Pestilence and sin But there's no surviving A hike in the rent Fashions, they come and go And fashionable crowds they know They know who is the glassblower And wherein is his lair And says, "I know your feeling" ♪ My legs in the air