Peter - The Easybeats

Mother sits all by herself

Ironing her Sunday best

Police are looking for a man

Who’s wanted for arrest

Ah ah, ah ah

Ah ah, ah ah ah

(Peter) where are you son

Your mothers calling you

(Peter) where are you son

Your mothers calling you-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

Hurry hurry

Hurry hurry

(Peter) where are you?

(Peter) where are you?

Killer stalks the darkened street

For a place to hide

Suddenly his face lights up

A back door open wide

Ah ah, ah ah

Ah ah, ah ah ah

(Peter) where are you son

Your mothers calling you

(Peter) where are you son

Your mothers calling you-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

Hurry hurry

Hurry hurry

(Peter) where are you?

(Peter) where are you?

(Peter)

(Peter)

Killer kicks a bucket and it hits the ground

Mother hears a noise and she turns around

There she sees the killer standing with a knife

Terror stricken face screaming for her life

(Peter) where are you son

Your mothers calling you

(Peter) where are you son

Your mothers calling you-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

Hurry hurry

Hurry hurry

(Peter) where are you?

(Peter) where are you?

(Peter)

(Peter)

(Peter)

(Peter)

(Peter)