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Trembling Peacock Tab

by Destroyer


From "This Night"

I don't have the actual recording with me, but this is based on a live version.
It should be about the same. He seems to play pretty true live.

                                         
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Relax, trembling peacock... 
                       
No, I wasn't born to rock... 
                           
Oh, I was just plain born... 
                           
And then I kind of grew and then, well... 
                                                     
Vancouver made me, I guess it's true... 
                                    
Sired to the House of Lords 
                                           
(these days they call them 'Co-Op Boards'), 
                                
and now it's in my royal blood 
                                     
to vote and vote and vote and vote 
                                      
on things that never change... 
                                                       
Gods give and gods give our gifts away...

Interlude
         

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Settle down, trembling peacock... 
                                 
No, I wasn't sent to rock you... 
                              
Oh, I just kind of came... 
                  
And then I withdrew and then, well... 
                                                 
I guess the rest of you already knew... 
                                   
Sired to the House of Lords
                                       
on the day they declared it bankrupt and 
                                                                                        
now conquered lands pay tribute to the shifts of your skirt, 
                                     
children at play get hurt, 
                                        
and wars are won from a foxhole...

Interlude with solo (again)
And! intermittent babababababa's

                                                                  
The inner world of a dove is complex, I'm telling you... 
                             
Lovers of the air, beware... 
                             
But for us it's real simple... 
                               
Look - shot through with arrows, 
                               
a chest full of sparrows, 
                                                  
gonna show you the way to my heart...