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 a 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, 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 s*x 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 Heaven And 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 Heaven And I wonder when I'll see her again Yeah I wonder when I'll see her again