Oh, Mister Peacock
To f*ck up is human
But to 'fess up is divine
You could try it sometime
You should try it sometime
Oh Mister Peacock
Oh, Colonel Partridge
The playing fields of Eton
Must be beaten out of you
I'll form a queue
Spared the rod and spoiled the child
Oh, you ran wild
Oh Colonel Partridge
Oh, Doctor Pigeon
While you've slapped the one cheek
Don't think about the other
Don't think your house is too big to blow down
Oh, Mister Peacock
To 'fess up is human
But to f*ck up is divine
You should try it sometime
You could try it sometime
Oh Mister Peacock
You could try it sometime
Yeah, you should try it sometime
Dear Mister Peacock
You should try it sometime
Then go enjoy the sunshine
Mr Peacock