Fingers fingers in the pie Slice them off Piece of bread and a cake of eye Look beyond the megalith Drunk a quart of beer Only in the stupor can I relax Quiet the mind Else rampage through me like a rabid cat No peace No love lost Gesticulate and fornicate Power of the selfish man hidden in the office Bashing his wife coz his computer played up Inadequate Don’t feel smug There goes you or I.