My Friend Peter - Strawbs

My friend Peter was not that old

A generous man with a heart of gold

They took his money, they took his home

They wouldn’t leave my friend Peter alone

My friend Peter’s mother, boy she was a bitch

All she ever gave him was a nervous twitch

She left her money to her fancy gent

She didn’t leave my friend Peter a cent

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

My friend Peter was never hip

But his wife was fond of the groovy trip

She spent her money like she spent her nights

She wouldn’t show my friend Peter the sights

My friend Peter was a worried guy

When the taxman came with his beady eye

They froze his bank account, they took his car

They wouldn’t let my friend Peter go far

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