Lyrics:Dame Fortune

by Andy Partridge

Dame Fortune smile, ring my bell, lift your skirt Pour down some fortune on me Dame Fortune smile, knock my door, doff your cap Deliver milk for my tea I've been throwing low numbers on the dice of life All the cards I turn scowl at me like my ex-wife When night-time falls I'll need your net To catch those brick-bats in Dame Fortune smile at my lottery [lass?] Please won't you empty my bin? C'mon! (muttered: "Play the guitar") Dame Fortune smile, tear a square from your dress Give my front windows a clean Dame Fortune let me borrow your bike Bring home the bacon and beans I've been drawing low numbers from the hat of dreams Drowning in the pools by simply picking rotten teams When night-time falls we'll fix it up I'll loan your safety pin Dame Fortune smile when they're spitting at me Please bring all my washing in