Peacocks

Standing at a bar in Pasadena

Talking bout the peacocks

Talking bout a friend you have who may have started cheating on his partner

When suddenly you get real quiet and look over both shoulders

Like someone's trying to listen

I can't help but make but make a stupid comment

Your shoulders are tight with tension

Furrowed brow like something's on your mind and hey no pressure

But there are people out there busy lying their way into two separate families

That's a twisted business

She said I've been dyin' to tell you

I said I've been tryin' to help you

If you feel it

I can keep your secret

You better believe it

I'll never repeat it baby

If you feel it

I can make it easy

Unh, you know I mean it

I can keep your secret tonight

Waiting for a cab in eastern Cambridge

Talking bout attention (atten-hut)

Midway through you tell me I've been reading too much David Foster Wallace

Suddenly you get real close up

I smell smoke and trepidation

That's a risky business

She said I've been dyin' to tell you

I said I've been tryin' to help you

If you feel it

I can keep your secret

You better believe it

I'll never repeat it baby

If you feel it

I can make it easy

Unh, you know I mean it

I can keep your secret tonight