Who are these people?
I'm in black treacle
Cue sliding violins
In sympathy
But I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can leave
My dancing feet
A fortune teller
See the feather
Cue sliding violins
In sympathy, yeah
But I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can leave
My dancing feet
I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can leave
My dancing feet