Peacocks On The Grass
Verse 1
Beasts of muscle and sinew
Run in circles under whip
Drunken voices give encouragement
On fine wines they sip
Verse 2
As noble beasts give lives
The peacocks parade in straight lines
In a show of gross commercialism
Vying for the grand prize
Chorus
In the spring they always gather
In numbers large and vast
Flaunting their fancy plumage
Like peacocks on the grass
Verse 3
Peacocks with varied crests
Oblivious to the trackside carnage
Lost in their own vanity
To fashion designers they pay homage
Verse 4
The victor of this grand spectacle
Paraded for all to cheer
The loser killed behind curtains
Without so much as a tear
Chorus
In the spring they always gather
In numbers large and vast
Flaunting their fancy plumage
Like peacocks on the grass
Verse 5
When the day is done
Men in suits with strange hair
Drag their drunken peacocks
Home with little care
Verse 6
Meanwhile horses by the hundreds
Lie in holes with no names
Killed entertaining peacocks
And their sordid little games
Chorus
In the spring they always gather
In numbers large and vast
Flaunting their fancy plumage
Like peacocks on the grass