He was a generous man with a heart of gold
They took his money, they took his home
My friend Peter's mother, boy she was a bitch
All she ever gave him was a n-nervous twitch
She left her money to her fancy gent
My friend Peter was the company boss
With labour problems and a heavy loss
The school bills came with a rise in fees
My friend Peter was on his knees
verse 4
My friend Peter was never hip
But his wife was fond of the groovy trip
She spent her money like she spent her nights
My friend Peter was a worried guy
When the taxman came with his beady eye
They froze his bank account, they took his car
My friend Peter was a family man
With a decent job and a long-term plan
He loved his kids, adored his wife
My friend Peter just took his life