And so Peter Dances

On a snowy street theres people singing songs of joy.
You spent your Christmas Eve without a wife, without a child...
No one. No love.
Do you feel alone?
Bet you feel alone?
You'll always be alone.
No one. No love.
Did you make the grade?
Try and make the grade.
Didn't make the grade...
Make your self sick. Make something.

Once again you find your sleep is slept alone, you're sleeping in.
You tossed and turned last night, and there was no one there to complain.
No one. No love.
Did you make the bed?
Why make the bed?
You never make the bed...

Make your way home to find there's no home.

And on the birth of some forgotten dick in history there were no glasses clinking,
There was no one there to share a drink with.
No one. No love.
Did you drink alone?
Did you drink at home?
You always drink alone.

Once again you find your sleep is slept alone, you're sleeping in.
You tossed and turned all night,
There was no one there to complain.
No one.
No love.
Did you make it to bed?
Did you drink in bed?
You gave the dog the bed...

Make your way home to find there's no home.