Gnidrolog - Peter lyrics

Peter was a rebel Who stood at Hyde Park Corner Waving fists at crowds of pigeons strutting by And policemen standing by With arms folded behind their brains Staring up at brick gla** buildings Whose computer zombies stared back Through their windows with deep sockets That once were seeing eyes Peter was a rebel Who realised that the population Was really not interested And now works in a computer mock mansion Spewing tick-a-sh** For 12 hang-up-drop-dead-pounds a week And watched the clock ticking Through morning noon and night To eternal sleep