Lyric Peacock Suit

I ve 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 - of 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 - of 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 rattleskin 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
Did you think I should