[Verse 1]
Who are these people?
I'm in black treacle
Cue sliding violin
In sympathy

[Chorus]
But I'm not running
Enough of broken glass
Enough so I can eat
The dancing feet

[Verse 2]
A fortune teller
Sea bird feather
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