Frank D. Fixer was a handyman
He could handle everything; he was my granddad
He grew his own food and fixed his own car
I watched it all happen in our backyard
He'd reinvent the part to fix the broken home
He restored the heart

I wish I was a fixer
I would fix you up inside
I would build you a town if the world fell down
I wish I was that guy

If Frank D. Fixer were alive today
Well he may laugh at me and he may have a lot to say
Well he might ask that I keep working for the family
To keep the bills all paid and be his prot