(words and music by Richard Barone)

glass blowers
standing by the ocean shore
pretending
spending hours on the ocean floor
live cargo
arriving to six open arms and a crowbar
pry it open on the ocean stage

i want to see you in my sweet blue cage
oh, baby
i want to see you in my sweet blue cage
oh, baby
oh, baby

when im lonely
i remember
i want to go back
it was wet there
and moving
i was tied in a sack
sometimes breathing
becomes a little too hard
our little prisoner is coming of age

i want to see you in my sweet blue cage
oh, baby
i want to see you in my sweet blue cage
oh, baby
oh, baby

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