The Mountain Goats - Peacocks lyrics

I hear them squeal, I see them preen Fans all spread out, neat and clean Grab hold of the morning, head out to the porch Feel the wind stopping, feel the sun scorch I fear for my safety, you can see it in my eyes In an hour or two, we will rise Then a sharp breeze kicks up I hug myself hard How come there's peaco*ks in the front yard? Sun's all prickly on my neck When the helicopter pa**es, we both hit the deck Hands grasping and groping Seizing opportunity right where it lies The sky will fall, we will rise