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Текст (слова) песни: Paul Weller - Peacock Suit
Ive got a grapefruit matter
Its as sour as shit
I have no solutions
Better get used to it
I dont need a ship to sail in stormy weather
I dont need you to ruffle the feathers - of my peacock suit
Im narcissus in a puddle
In shop windows I gloat
Like a ball of fleece lining
In my camel skin coat
I dont need a ship to sail in stormy weather
I dont 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 dont need a ship to sail in stormy weather
I dont need you to ruffle the feathers - of my peacock suit
Did you think I should
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