Peter Healy

Peter Healy

BandPopSinger/Songwriter

“Great songs! Well constructed and performed.” (Aust. Society of Songwriters) Avaiable on iTunes/Amazon etc. Fantastic live energy. Rhymically dynamic. Melodic. Lyrically stimulating. Bluesy, Folky, Funky, alt Country. See also www.myspace.com/peterhealy and www.peterhealy.com

Biography

Multi talented, award winning songwriter. www.myspace.com/peterhealy
Finalist x 4 songs: Australian Society of Songwriters
Broadbeach Blues Festival 02, 03, 04, 05
Goulburn Blues Festival - 2003 (with Matt Corcoran)
Tamworth Country Festival - 2002 and 2003
Aust. Tour with Matt Corcoran - 03
East African tour with Zimbabwe band ‘Ndaba’
Radio airplay Triple J plus ABC NSW & Qld.
The 'life' tour continues: www.peterhealy.com

Lyrics

Black Car

Written By: Peter Healy

Black Car
©P.Healy 2001

Screamin' black car - Tinted windows
Screamin' black car - No one knows
Hurry on down the highway

Smokin' tyres - Tinted windows
Smokin' tyres - Wicked wind blows
Hurry on down the highway

Speculation wild as to what may be inside
Lawyers, guns, money, politician, gangster ride
Screamin' black car - Tinted windows
Hurry on - Away from me

~ Solo ~

Screamin' black car - Tinted windows
Screamin' evil - Scare me so
Hurry on down the highway

~ Rhythm break ~

Suddenly it turns, the door opens wide
A disembodied hand beckons from inside
Run, trip, stumble. It's commin' after me
Motor revvin', tyre smokin'. After me

Screamin' black car - Tinted windows
Hurry on - Its after me

Screamin' black car
Screamin' black car

Whatcha Gonna Do?

Written By: Peter Healy

WHATCHA GONNA DO?
© P Healy 2001

Whatcha gonna do about love?
Whatcha gonna do about the passage of time?
LOVE - is the light of the soul
And the point of light could be as near or as distant as your love

WHATCHA GONNA DO?
WHATCHA GONNA DO?
HEY, WHAT'LL YOU DO?
DO - WHATCHA GONNA DO?

I wonder what about freedom?
FREEDOM!
I cry for humanity
I see the people still fighting
I wonder why - wonder why - wonder where is the love

WHATCHA GONNA DO?
GET UP LET YOUR HEART SHINE
WHATCHA GONNA DO?
GET UP, GET UP AND SHINE
HEY, WHAT'LL YOU DO?
DO - WHATCHA GONNA DO - About LOVE (x 3)

WHATCHA GONNA DO - what to do about you?
WHATCHA GONNA DO - about love?
WHATCHA GONNA DO - about the sky above?
WHATCHA GONNA DO - about love?
WHATCHA GONNA DO - if the sun don't shine?
Shine - Shine - Let your love shine
WHATCHA GONNA DO - bout the things inside of you?
Whatcha gonna do?

Sally

Written By: Peter Healy

SALLY
© Copyright P. Healy 1997

Sally has a four wheel drive
Independence in her eyes
She don’t call. She don’t phone
You can bet she’s not at home

OH, SALLY. AH, AH.
AH, AH. AH, AH.
COME ON SALLY. AH, AH
COME ON HOME

Sally got adventure on her mind
Working at it all the time
She’s out late, on the road
I call round, she’s not at home

CHORUS

Sally sat with an air of indifference
501’s spread so wide
I’m inspired by her confidence
Something touch me deep inside

SOLO

CHORUS

You Were My World

Written By: Peter Healy

You Were My World / I’m Movin’ On
© P. Healy 2004

My hands are tired. My legs are numb
My head is aching. Beating like a drum

STILL. STILL MY LOVE, IT IS WITH YOU
OH. OH, MY LOVE. OH, MY LOVE
YOU WERE MY WORLD

Solo

I’m weary, tired. On caffeine
I’m drivin’ through this crazy dream

STILL. STILL MY LOVE, IT IS WITH YOU
OH. OH, MY LOVE. OH, MY LOVE
YOU WERE MY WORLD

- - - - - - -

You might think I’m exceptional
You might think I’m dumb
You might think that you’re everything
All rolled into one
You may surmise, but you’d be mistaken
if you think I’m on my knees
You may be able to attach a label
but it won’t stick to me

Coz I’ve: LEARNT MY LESSON VERY WELL
SOMETIMES YOUR LOVE CAN TURN INTO A LIVING HELL
AND THERE’S NO SENSE IN PRETENDING
THERE’S NO POINT IN HOLDING ON.
YOU WERE MY WORLD
BUT NOW THAT WORLD IS GONE.

You might think that you’re everything
and you might be the one
You might speak of many things,
but none of them get done
I might be a simple man
I might be complex
I could be in love with you
or you could be my ex

Coz I’ve: CHORUS

Cold Heart

Written By: Peter Healy

Cold Heart
© P Healy 2001

She don't call
She don't come around no more
She don't think of me
Think of me that way

SHE GOT A COLD, COLD, COLD
COLD, COLD HEART

She make her bed
with someone else in mind
Then she drink my wine - with him
Look out Mr New, in time you'll find

SHE GOT A COLD, COLD, COLD
COLD HEART

And it's cold in my bed in the winter time
And it's cold in my life - without her
And it's cold in my heart - where she used to be
And that cold's creepin' through to me

~ Solo ~

I don't need no sympathy
Though my smile is kinda blue
Get back on my feet
I'll be on my way from her

COLD, COLD, COLD
COLD HEART
COLD, COLD, COLD
COLD HEART
COLD, COLD, COLD
COLD HEART

Hurricane

Written By: Peter Healy

Hurricane
© P.Healy 2004

You - say you wanna love me
Say you really care
Say you wanna be the only one
The only one down there
Baby. Baby. Babe.
When will we learn about love?

You – say you really need me
Say you really care
How come I’m feelin’ a change in the air
Baby. Baby. Babe
When will we learn about love?

THERE'S A FULL MOON A-RISIN'
AND A WIND THAT CALLS MY NAME
A STORM IS BREWIN' BABY
AND THE THUNDER ROLLS, LIKE A HURRICANE

~ SOLO ~

I’ve seen the sun rise and I’ve
seen the sun set
and I can’t believe that we’re out of this mess
Baby. Baby. Babe.
When will we learn about love?

REPEAT CHORUS

When The Party's Over

Written By: Peter Healy

When the Party's Over
Copyright © P Healy 2001

He's drivin' home
back to the only love
he's ever really known
Every night. Every night.
Same old routine
Not lost in the way it was,
or how it might have been

He longs for something else
He longs for something else

WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER
AND THE LIGHTS AND MUSIC DIE
THE PARTY’S OVER
IT’S TIME TO LEAVE AND I
THE PARTY'S OVER
AND I – I JUST WANNA FLY

She's there waiting - But not for him
It's been so long since they've been any more than friends
She longs for something else
She longs for something else

WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER
AND THE LIGHTS AND MUSIC DIE
THE PARTY’S OVER
IT’S TIME TO LEAVE AND I
THE PARTY'S OVER
AND I – I JUST WANNA FLY

~SOLO ~

Sometimes,
in the middle of the night
A moment comes
when it still feels right
She calls his name
But He longs for something else
They both long for something else

WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER
AND THE LIGHTS AND MUSIC DIE
THE PARTY’S OVER
IT’S TIME TO LEAVE AND I
THE PARTY'S OVER
AND I – I JUST WANNA FLY

Discography

EP Peter Healy: 9 tracks (available iTunes)
Blood and Wine: Single (w 2 tracks)
Raw: Acoustic Songwriters Collection (11 tracks)
Spoken: Poetry & Stories w sound effects & atmos
Yes, I have radio airplay on several Internet stations and in Australia, mostly from the ABC and community stations.

Set List

As short or long as required.
(Prefered slot is 2 sweaty hours on a festival stage - straight through, non stop).
Mostly originals spiced with several tasty covers and an occasional illuminating story