Peacock Suit

Of my Peacock Suit

Did you think I should

Did you think I should of my of my Peacock Suit

I got a grapefruit matter

It's as sour as shit

I have no solutions

Better get used to it

I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather

I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - on my Peacock Suit

I'm Narcissus in a puddle

In shop windows I gloat

Like a ball of fleece lining

In my camel skin coat

I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather

I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - on my Peacock Suit

Did you think I should

Nemesis in a muddle

In a mirror I look

Like a streak of sheet lightnin'

In my rattlesnake shoes -

I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather

I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit

Idon't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit my Peacock Suit