And who says there aren't any songs about pots and potters? How about this one:


DAY AFTER DAY
ALONE AT HIS WHEEL
THE MAN WITH THE FOOLISH GRIN
IS MAKING POTS HE CAN SELL

BUT NOBODY WANTS TO BUY THEM
THEY CAN SEE THEY'RE THROWN BY A FOOL
BUT THAT DOESN'T SEEM TO MATTER

'CAUSE THE FOOL AT THE WHEEL
SEES THE CONE BENDING DOWN
AND THE EYES IN HIS HEAD
SEE THE POTS SPINNING ´ROUND