Peter Doherty, Frédéric Lo - Glassblower lyrics

Fire and famine
Pestilence and sin
But there's no surviving
A hike in the rents
Bottles are my vertebrae
Vases are my main stay

For I am the glassblower
Shoots 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

Whine like a siren first
Between the lives I've led
Wine swims in my naked hеad
With my legs in the air
My veil is two cеnturies long
I sing forgotten songs
Amongst the saris 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 repatched seams
Badly repatched dreams
Underfounded counsel schemes
And my legs in the air

Fire and famine
Pestilence and sin
But there's no surviving
A hike in the rent

All fashions they come and go
And fashionable crowds they know
They know who is the glasblower
And wherein is his lair

And says [?]
My legs in the air