The Fix Is In Songtext / Lyric

When we got to Boston, we knew we'd missed a turn

No one back in traffic school had told us

There's signs that can't be learned

Geography's too stubborn, and people are too clear

So let's go find a road-side motel with a clerk who won't tell

Days will turn into nights, nights will turn into days, weeks, seasons, and years

Oh years, we'll stay for years, oh years



Red and white for blood cells, red and white for wine

They could be the whole damn spectrum

If you'd all just let them

Lord, it's such a crime

Working on an inch less waistband

In the strip mall wasteland, outside of this town

Or clawing at the penthouse kitchen floor for just one smidgen more

Everybody knows, everybody knows that it's in






The fix is in, the fix is in, the fix is in

The fix is in, the fix is in, the fix is in



Let's go back to Boston, forget about the turn

Atlases and gas station attendants are none of our concern

We'll forge a little life dear, (oh dear) and double down our debts (oh dear)

And I guess it stands to reason that the passing seasons will slowly dull regrets



Working on an inch less waistband

In the strip mall wasteland, outside of this town

Or clawing at the penthouse kitchen floor for just one smidgen more

Everybody knows, everybody knows that it's in

The fix is in, the fix is in, the fix is in

The fix is in, the fix is in, the fix is in

The fix is in, the fix is in, the fix is in

My fix is in, the fix is in, my fix is in

The fix is in, the fix is in



Working on an inch less waistband

In the strip mall wasteland, outside of this town

Or clawing at the penthouse kitchen floor for just one smidgen more

Everybody knows, everybody knows that it's in