Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun In olden days you spent your lives biding by the book You sent for me with a song on your mind Dustin the idiot choir boy You said to me dear Father Son and Holy Ghost Kissed the cross on your chest And looked to the sky Oh Dustin the idiot choir boy Dustin the idiot choir I was searching for my house on the internet I was taken into the night He's somewhere in the hills Or somewhere in the house Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun In five years time we'll think back We'll remember him Blood runs cold Our hearts will strain Riding round the bends Dustin the idiot Dustin the idiot Dustin the idiot choir I was searching for my house on the internet I was taken into the night He's somewhere in the hills Or somewhere in the house Go out in greater numbers I think he's got a knife He's somewhere in the hills Or somewhere in the house Hey Lord don't ask me questions I think he's got a knife Somewhere in the hills He's all around the world La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun Peter Peter Peter and the gun La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la