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 couldHer 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 answerKari

Sez we're the only ones who are real

So, when I dream on a

Sunday mornin'

And my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'

I wonder if my dog's in

HeavenAnd

I wonder when

I'll see her, her again

Psycho pharmacology

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 my screws a little tighter

Can you ever understand my feel?

Gail G, my inspiration

Miss Denise should run one nation

Isabel tortures me with *** appeal

So, when I dream on a

Sunday mornin'

And my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'

I wonder if my dog's in

HeavenAnd

I wonder when

I'll see her, her again

You're really takin' me for a ride

You're a wise guy, anyway

I never had a place to hide except my brain

I dream on a

Sunday mornin'

And my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'

I wonder if my dog's in

HeavenAnd

I wonder when

I'll see her again

Yeah I wonder when

I'll see her again