| Peacock, look what you’ve done
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| You made someone get lost in all of your patterns
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| Peacock, look what you’ve done
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| You made someone feel like nothing else matters
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| She goes from blue to green to blue to green its golden
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| She goes from blue to green to blue to green I’m frozen
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| Peacock, I’m at a loss
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| How much does it cost to keep a coat of such colors?
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| But Peacock laughs and she squawks
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| At passers who gawk and try to take in her summer
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| She goes from blue to green to blue to green its golden
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| She goes from blue to green to blue to green I’m frozen
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| But subtle lies can’t just fly
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| They drop like anvils from the sky
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| Shedding hoax
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| Shedding feathered cloak
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| But even you aren’t green and blue
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| When its already afternoon and you hate every song you croon
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| And the night’s just going to landlock you
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| You’re leaving everyone for dead
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| They all just want to feed again
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| You’re leaving everyone for dead
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| They all just want to feed again
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| They all just want to feed again
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| They all just want to feed |