The Peacock Song

my mind's an ashtray full of ashes 
lick the tears from my eyelashes
oh, whatever will i see that's good 
he plays a really mean guitar 
she smokes a really big cigar. 
i'd love to love ya - if only i could 
her love is, oh so, shiny wet - 
keeps a bald peacock for a pet. 
can you ever understand how i feel? 
miss jenifa - my private dancer. 
miss nina - to whom i answer.
kari sez we're the only ones who are real.

so, when i dream on sunday mornin' 
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin' 
i wonder if my dog's in heaven,
and i wonder when i'll see her again.

psychopharmacology 
has never found a friend in me, 
but i'll eat sugar cubes all day and night. 
those ducklings are never ugly 
so, she sells herself by the sea. 
i'll bake her a cake - be it wrong or right. 
the caterpillar and the spider - 
turn the screws a little tighter. 
can you ever understand my feel? 
gail g. - my inspiration,
miss denise should run the nation.
isabel tortures me with sex appeal…

so, when i dream on sunday mornin' 
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin' 
i wonder if my dog's in heaven, 
and i wonder when i'll see her again.

(yer really takin' me fer a ride 
yer a wise guy, anyway…
i never had a place to hide except my brain!) 


 

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