Текст песни Dreams, Fleetwood Mac

Brainiacs Daughter
Made me a suit of bricks and mortar
And a matching stove pipe hat, oh yes
Brainiacs Daughter
Took me on a sleigh ride underwater
And I m crazy for girls like that
Oh yes Sir, yes Sir
Three bags full Sir
All across the land the bells ring out
It s night, sun shines bright
So I reach to hold her frozen hand in flight
As we alight in the bottle city of Kandor
Brainiacs Daughter
Talks like a Daily Planet Reporter
Sitting cross legged there on the mat, oh yes
Brainiacs Daughter
Swallowed the pocket watch I bought her
And I m crazy for girls like that
Oh yes Sir, Yes Sir
All fall down Sir
And I love the lights that blink on and off
All around her head
And I love the clothes that she tries on and off
Landing on the bed
Yes Sir, Yes Sir
Three bags full Sir