Fix It So She Dreams Of Me Songtext / Lyric

There's a girl I'm told who rolls her eyes at the Gok Wan acolytes

Underneath her bed there lies a collection of ammonites

And she lives somewhere you wouldn't wanna get stuck

That can't be found in the Domesday Book

Cromwell's troops never billeted there

Dick Turpin never had Bess shoed where

This girl I'm told rolls her eyes at the Gok Wan acolytes



This spoon in my drawer, a reminder of childhood

Stayed loyal down the years in a way others never could

The wine has coiled its way around my understanding

And I'm deaf to your libertarian jeers

They should just brick Jim Beglin up with the Gok Wan acolytes

Brick him up






She in signal red

Me in drab olive

We made our way from Loggerheads to Hope



Blue skies, good underfoot

I played my sackbut

Somewhat unwittingly kindled the underbrush

Through my haphazard ways

I'd set the woods ablaze

But I'd had the best of days

Along the trail



And I feel retiring her would constitute a crime

And I know Chesil Beach is far away in time

And now I've found these androids empathise, understand and realise

So it's really no surprise

I've got one that rolls its eyes

At the Gok Wan acolytes