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Peacock Suit lyrics
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 on my peacock suit
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 on my peacock suit
I'll [Incomprehensible]
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
Did you think I should of my peacock suit
Did you think I should
Peacock suit, yeah
Peacock suit, yeah
Peacock suit, yeah
Peacock suit, yeah
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on Live at the Royal Albert Hall
- 2 Friday Street
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- Track 4 on Live at the Royal Albert Hall Disc 2
- 3 You Do Something to Me
- 5 Out of the Sinking
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- Track 2 on Heavy Soul
- 1 Heavy Soul, Pt. 1
- 1 Heavy Soul, Part 1
- 3 Up in Suzes' Room
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- Track 9 on At the BBC
- 8 Brushed
- 10 Poacher
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- Track 13 on At the BBC Disc 2
- 12 Tales from the Riverbank
- 14 Science
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- Track 5 on Catch-Flame!
- 4 Paper Smile
- 6 From the Floorboards Up
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- Track 1 on Peacock Suit
- 2 Eye Of The Storm
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- Track 6 on A Heavy Soul EP
- 5 Friday Street
- 7 Up in Suzes' Room
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