AC/DC
AC/DC - The Live 2 Disc (1995) lyrics
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Thunderstruck (A. Young / M. Young) thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder I was caught in the middle of a railroad track I looked round and I knew there was no turning back my mind raced and I thought what could I do and I knew there was no help, no help from you sound of the drums beating in my heart the thunder of guns tore me apart you've been thunderstruck rode down the highway broke the limit, we hit the ton went through to Texas, yeah Texas, and we had some fun we met some girls some dancers who gave a good time broke all the rules played all the fools yeah yeah they, they, they blew our minds and I was shaking at the knees could I come again please yeah them ladies were too kind you've been thunderstruck and I was shaking at the knees could I come again please thunderstruck, thunderstruck, yeah yeah yeah,thunderstruck, thunderstruck yeah yeah yeah it's alright, we're doin' fine yeah it's alright, we're doin' fine, fine, fine thunderstruck thunderstruck, yeah yeah yeah thunderstruck thunderstruck, you've been thunderstruck thunderstruck thunderstruck thunderstruck, well you've been thunderstruck -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shoot To Thrill (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) all you women who want a man of the street don't know which way you wanna turn just keep coming and put your hand out to me cos I'm the one who's gonna make you burn I'm gonna take you down down down down so don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it pull it pull the trigger, said shoot to thrill play to kill too many women and too many pills, yeah shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will I'm like evil I get under your skin just like a bomb that's ready to blow cos I'm illegal I got everything that all you women might need to know I'm gonna take you down down down down so don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it pull the trigger, said shoot to thrill play to kill too many women too many pills, I said shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will shoot to thrill and I'm ready to kill can't get enough can't get my fill shoot to thrill play to kill pull the trigger, yeah, yeah, yeah well pull the trigger shoot to thrill play to kill too many women too many pills, I said shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will shoot to thrill ready to kill can't get enough can't get my fill cos I shoot to thrill play to kill shoot you down I'm gonna get you down, yeah yeah, oh yeah I'm gonna get you down on the bottom baby babe I'm gonna get you down yeah yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down shoot you, shoot you, shoot you yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah just want a little bit more I'm gonna shoot to thrill play to kill shoot to thrill -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Back In Black (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) back in black I hit the sack It's been too long I'm glad to be back yes I am let loose from the noose that's kept me hanging around I kept looking at the sky cause it's gettin' me high forget the hearse cause I'll never die I got nine lives cat's eyes using every one of them and runnin' wild cause I'm back yes I'm back I'm back mamma yes I'm back I'm back back, mumma well I'm back in black I'm back in black back in the back of a Cadillac number one with a bullet I'm a power pack yes I am in a bang with the gang they gotta catch me if they want me to hang cause I'm back on the track I'm beatin' the flack nobody's gonna get me on another rap so look at me now I'm just makin' my play push your luck get out of my way cause I'm back yes I'm back oh I'm back mumma yes I'm back well I'm back back, mumma back in black well I'm back in black, c'mon back, back, back mumma, back mumma, back, back, mumma back in back well I'm back in black back, back, back mumma, back mumma, back, back, mumma back in back well I'm back in black -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sin City (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) diamonds and dust poor man last rich man first Lamborghini's and caviar dry martini's, Shangrila I got a burnin' feeling deep inside of me well it's a yearnin' but I'm gonna set it free in going in to sin city I'm gonna win in sin city where the lights are bright do the town tonight I'm going in to sin city I said ladders and snakes ladders give snakes take rich man poor man beggar man thief ain't got a hope in hell that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim getting ready cause I'm coming in so spin that wheel cut that pack and roll those loaded dice bring on the dancin' girls and put the Champaign on ice in going in to sin city I'm gonna win in sin city where the lights are bright do the town tonight I'm going in to sin city -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who Made Who (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) the video games she play me face it on the level but it take you every time on a one on one feel it running down your spine nothin' gonna save your one last dime 'cause it own you through and through the data bank know my number says I gotta pay 'cause I made the grade last year feel it when I turn the screw kick you round the world there ain't a thing that it can't do do to you, yeah who made who, who made you who made who ain't nobody told you who made who, who made you if you made them and they made you who pick up the bill and who made who ain't nobody told you who made who who turned the screw yeah satellite send me picture I get it in the eye take it to the wire spinnin' like a dynamo feel it goin' round and round running outta chips you got no line in an eight bit town so don't you look down, yeah who made who, who made you who made who ain't nobody told you who made who, who made you if you made them and they made you who pick up the bill and who made who ain't nobody told you who made who, who made you who made who, who made you I wanna know yeah nobody told you who made who, who made who who made who, who made you I wanna know who made who who made you nobody told you -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heatseeker (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) we're getting ready, yes, here we go we're gettin' ready to rock we're gettin' ready to roll we're gonna turn up the heat we're gonna fire up the coal ya gotta keep that motor turnin' ya gotta keep that engine clean ya gotta keep those tyres burnin' I got the best you've ever seen and I'm a heatseeker burning up your town and I'm a heatseeker and I, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down to hose me down we're getting' ready to break we're getting' ready to go well get your shoes off an' shake get your head down an' blow ya gotta keep that woman firin' ya gotta keep that circuit clean ya gotta make her sound the siren you gotta make that lady scream I'm a heatseeker chargin' out the sky and I'm a heatseeker I don't, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down don't hose me down here it come heatseeker I wanna see you get up see the whites of your eyes well I'm a heatseeker I'm gonna measure you I'm gonna try you for size and I'm a heatseeker ya gotta keep that motor turnin' ya gotta keep that engine clean ya gotta keep those tyres burnin' I got the best you've ever seen and I'm a heatseeker and I, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down I'm a heatseeker and I'm a heatseeker and I'm a heatseeker out on the street feel the heat -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fire Your Guns (A. Young / M. Young) wild beast make you mine taste your kiss sweet lips divine she got moves, long long legs she got eyes of blue, body curves, legs that'll shake the earth fire, when she's going down fire, then she make you drown fire, then she blow you round yeah, you want some fun fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns that lady bites hard style drips of sex eyes are wild she got moves, long long legs she got eyes of blue, body curves, legs that'll shake the earth fire, when she's going down fire, then she make you drown fire, then she blow you round yeah, you want some fun fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns fire, when she's going down fire, then she make you drown fire, then she blow you round yeah, you want some fun fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns, fire your guns fire your guns fire your guns -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jailbreak (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) there was a friend of mine on murder and the judge's gavel fell jury found him guilty gave him sixteen years in hell he said I ain't spendin' my life here I ain't livin' alone ain't breaking no rocks on the chain gang I'm breakin' out and headin' home gonna make a jailbreak and I'm lookin' towards the sky gonna make a jailbreak I wish that I could fly all in the name of liberty all in the name of liberty got to be free (jailbreak) had more than I can take (jailbreak) sixteen years (jailbreak) you gotta get me outta here (jailbreak) he said he'd seen his woman being fooled with by another man she was down and he was up had a gun in his hand and the bullets started flying everywhere and people started to scream there was a big man lying on the ground with the hole in his body where his life had been it was all in the name of liberty yes it was all in the name of liberty you just got to be free (jailbreak), (jailbreak) heartbeats, they were racin' freedom, he was chasin' spotlights sirens rifles firin' but he made it out with a bullet in his back (jailbreak), had more than I can take (jailbreak), sixteen years I had (jailbreak), get me outta here (jailbreak), sixteen years (jailbreak), you gotta get me free (jailbreak), I had more than I can take -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Jack (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) she gave me her mind then she gave me her body but she gave it to anybody but I made her cry and I made her scream then I took her high and I curdled her cream but how was I to know that she had been there before she told me she was a virgin she was number nine ninety nine on the clinical list and I had to fall in love with that dirty little bitch she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack she's got the jack she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, she's got the jack she's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack she's got the jack -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Razor's Edge (A. Young / M. Young) there's fightin' on the left and marching on the right don't look up in the sky you're gonna die of fright here comes the razor's edge you're livin' on the edge don't know wrong from right they're breathin' down you're neck you're runnin' out of lives here comes the razor's edge here comes the razor's edge the razor's edge razor's edge to raise the dead razor's edge to cut to shreds to raise the dead here comes the razor's edge here comes the razor's edge well here it comes to cut to shreds the razor's edge the razor's edge the razor's edge you be cut to shreds the razor's edge the razor's edge -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) you're having trouble with the high school head he's giving you the blues you want to graduate but not in his bed here's what you gotta do pick up the phone I'm always home call me anytime just ring 362436 oh I lead a life of crime dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds done dirt cheap (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) you're got trouble in your life of love you got a broken heart he's double dealing with your best friend that's where the teardrops start, fella pick up the phone I'm here alone just make a social call come right in forget about him we'll have ourselves a ball dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds done dirt cheap (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) you got a woman and you want her gone but you ain't got the guts she keep nagging at you night and day enough to drive you nuts pick up the phone leave her alone it's time you made a stand for a fee I'm happy to be your back door man dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds done dirt cheap (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) concrete shoes, cyanide, T.N.T. (done dirt cheap) contracts, neck ties (done dirt cheap) dirty deeds, I gotta lotta dirties (done dirt cheap) dirty deeds, c'mon (done dirt cheap) dirty deeds done dirt cheap dirty deeds, I gotta lotta dirties (done dirt cheap) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Moneytalks (A. Young / M. Young) tailored suits, chauffeured cars fine hotels and big cigars up for grabs, all for a price where the red hot girls keep on dancin' through the night the claim is on you the sights are on me so what do you do that's guaranteed hey little girl you want it all the furs, the diamonds, the painting on the wall come on come on lovin' for the money come on come on listen to the moneytalk come on come on lovin' for the money come on come on listen to the moneytalk a French maids, foreign chef a big house, with king size bed you had enough, you ship 'em out the dollars up, down, you better buy the pound the claim is on you the sights are on me so what do you do, that's guaranteed hey little girl you break the laws you hustle, you deal, you steal from us all come on come on lovin' for the money come on come on listen to the moneytalk come on come on lovin' for the money come on come on listen to the moneytalk moneytalk moneytalks B.S. walks moneytalks come on come on come on come on lovin' for the money come on come on listen to the moneytalk come on come on lovin' for the money come on come on listen to the moneytalk moneytalk -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hells Bells (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) I'm rolling thunder I'm pouring rain I'm coming on like a hurricane my lightning's flashing across the sky you're only young but you're gonna die won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives nobody putting up a fight take my bell take you to hell satan get ya, satan get you hells bells hells bells, coming for you hells bells, my temperature's high hells bells, your gonna fry I'll give you black sensation up and down your spine if you're into evil you're a friend of mine see the white light flashing as I split the night good's on the left sticking to the right won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives nobody's puttin' up a fight take my bell take you to hell satan get ya satan get you hells bells hells bells, we're coming for you hells bells, my temperature's high hells bells, you're gonna die hells bells, satan coming to you hells bells, across the sky hells bells, we're taking you under hells bells, your gonna fry hells bells, we're taking you down hells bells, underground hells bells, gonna split the night hells bells, no where to hide those hells bells hells bells -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Are You Ready (A. Young / M. Young) (are you ready) are you ready (are you ready) are you ready sweet apple pie standing in the street hands outta line looking for some meat she'll take you high when you feel her sting she'll make you fly then you know you're comin' (who all need it), who (who all need it), you (who all need it who all need it) (you all breathe it) we all need it are you ready for a good time then get ready for the night line are you ready for a good time then get ready for the night line are you ready for a good time she's making eyes at everything she meet it ain't a crime when she make you pump heat she'll make you fly because that's her thing she'll make you dry then you know you're broken in (who all need it), (who all need it), yes you do (you all breathe it) we all need it are you ready for a good time then get ready for the night line are you ready for a good time then get ready for the night line are you ready for a good time (who all need it), (who all need it), yes you do (who all need it), we all breathe it are you ready for a good time then get ready for the night line are you ready for a good time are you ready for a good time (are you ready for a good time), I wanna good time (are you ready for a good time), are you ready (are you ready for a good time), good good good good time (are you ready for a good time), are you ready (are you ready for a good time) are you ready for a good time -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That's The Way I Wanna Rock 'n' Roll (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) party gonna happen at the union hall shakin' to the rhythm till everybody fall pickin' up my women in my Chevrolet glory hallelujah gonna rock the night away I'm gonna roll roll roll we're gonna roll roll roll we're gonna take this town turn it around gonna roll roll roll now there's a blue suede boppin' on her high heel shoe rollin' round together like a wreckin' crew be bop a lula baby what I say ya gotta get a dose of rock 'n' rollin' each and every day we're gonna roll roll roll we're gonna roll roll roll we're gonna take this town turn it around we're gonna roll roll roll we're gonna blow up my video shut down by radio I told boss man where to go turned off my brain control that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll, c'mon that's the way that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way that's the way that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way that's the way that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way that's the way to rock 'n' roll roll, roll, roll, we're gonna roll, roll, roll we're gonna take this town turn it around we're gonna roll roll roll we're gotta roll, that's the way I want it roll, roll, roll, gotta hear it now gonna take this town turn it around gonna roll roll roll blow up my video shut down by radio I told boss man where to go turned off my brain control that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll that's the way I wanna rock 'n' roll -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- High Voltage (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) well you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear and you ask me why I grow my hair and you ask me why I'm in a band I dig doin' one night stands and you ask me why I do my thing all you gotta do is plug me into high well gimme high high voltage rock 'n' roll high voltage rock 'n' roll well gimme high voltage well gimme high voltage gimme gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme rock 'n'roll and you ask me why I like to dance and you ask me why I like to sing and you ask me why I like to play got to get my kicks some way ask me what we're all about well I just wanna hear you shout high well gimme high high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme high voltage high voltage well gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll well gimme high high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme high voltage high voltage well gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme rock 'n' roll high voltage rock 'n' roll high voltage rock 'n' roll well gimme high voltage well gimme high voltage well gimme high voltage rock 'n' roll gimme rock 'n' roll -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You Shook Me All Night Long (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) she was a fast machine she kept her motor clean was the best damn woman that I ever seen she had the sightless eyes telling me no lies knocking me out with those American thighs taking more than her share had me fighting for air she told me to come but I was already there the walls start shaking earth was quaking my mind was aching we were making it and you shook me all night long yeah you shook me all night long working double time on the seduction line she's one of a kind she's just mine all mine wanted no applause it's just another course made a meal outta me and come back for more had to cool me down to take another round back in the ring to take another swing the walls start shaking earth was quaking my mind was aching we were making it and you shook me all night long yeah you shook me all night long you got me goin' shook me all night long you had me shaking and you shook me all night long yeah you shook me baby you took me you shook me all night long yeah, you shook me all night long you really got me and you shook me all night long you got me goin' and you shook me all night long yeah you shook me then you took me all night long -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Whole Lotta Rosie (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) gonna tell you story about woman I know when it comes to lovin' she steals the show she ain't exactly pretty she ain't exactly small fourt'two thirt'ninefiftysix you could say she's got it all never had a woman never had a woman like you doin' all the things doin' all the things you do ain't no fairy story ain't no skin and bones but you give it all you got weighin' in at nineteen stone you're a whole lotta woman gotta a whole lotta woman gotta whole lotta Rosie whole lotta Rosie whole lotta Rosie and you're a whole lotta woman honey you can do it do it to me all night long only one who turn me only one who turn me on all through the night time right around the clock to my surprise Rosie never stop gotta a whole lotta woman gotta whole lotta woman whole lotta Rosie whole lotta Rosie whole lotta Rosie I gotta whole lotta woman gotta whole lotta woman whole lotta woman I gotta whole lotta Rosie whole lotta Rosie whole lotta Rosie I gotta whole lotta woman a whole lotta woman I gotta whole lotta Rosie whole lotta woman -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Let there Be Rock (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) in the beginning back in nineteen fifty five man didn't know 'bout a rock 'n' roll show and all that jive the white man had the schmaltz the black man had the blues but no one knew what they was gonna do but Tschaikovsky had the news he said let there be light and there was light let there be sound there was sound let there be drums there was drums let there be guitar there was guitar let there be rock let there be rock 'n' roll and it came to pass that rock 'n' roll was born all across the land every rockin' band was blowin' up a storm and the guitar man got famous the business man got rich and in every bar there was a superstar with a seven year itch there was fifteen million fingers learnin' how to play and you could hear the fingers pickin' and this is what they had to say they said light sound drums guitar let there be rock let there be rock 'n' roll one night in the club called the shakin' hand there was a 42 decibel rockin' band and the music was good and the music was loud and the singer turned and he said to the crowd let there be rock let there be rock 'n' roll -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Highway To Hell (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) living easy living free season ticket on a one way ride askin' nothing leave me be taking everything in my stride don't need reason don't need rhyme there ain't nothin' that I'd rather do going down party time my friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell no stop sign speed limit nobody gonna slow us down like a wheel gonna spin it nobody gonna mess me around hey satan payin' my dues playing in a rocking band hey mumma just look at me I'm on the way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell highway to hell on the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell don't stop me I'm on the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell on the highway to hell highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell and I'm goin' down all the way, way down I'm on the highway to hell -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T.N.T. (A. Young / M. Young / B. Scott) see me ride out of the sunset on your colour TV screen out for all that I can get if you know what I mean women to the left of me and women to the right ain't got no gun got no knife don't you start no fight cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite (T.N.T.) but I'll win the fight (T.N.T.) I'm a power load (T.N.T.) watch me explode I'm dirty, mean, I'm mighty unclean I'm a wanted man public enemy number one do ya understand so lock up your daughter lock up your wife lock up your back door and run for your life the man is back in town so don't ya mess me around ccause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite (T.N.T.) but I'll win the fight (T.N.T.) I'm a power load (T.N.T.) just watch me explode T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi) T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi) T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi) T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi) T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi), I'm dynamite T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi), but I'll win the fight, T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi), I'm a power load (T.N.T.) just watch me explode -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For Those About to Rock (A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) we roll tonight to the guitar bite stand up and be counted for what you are about to receive we are the dealers we'll give you everything you need hail hail to the good times cos rock has got the right of way we ain't no legend ain't no cause we're just livin' for today for those about to rock, we salute you for those about to rock, we salute you we rock at dawn on the front line like a bolt right outta the blue the skies alight with a guitar bite your head will roll and rock tonight for those about to rock, we salute you for those about to rock, we salute you, yes we do for those about to rock, we salute you, yes we do for those about to rock, we salute you we salute we're just a battery for hire with the guitar fire ready and aimed at you so pick up your balls load up your cannon for a twenty one gun salute for those about to rock fire we salute you for those about to rock we salute you for those about to rock fire we salute you fire we salute you we salute you, c'mon for those about to rock, we salute you for those about to rock, we salute you for those about to rock, we salute you for those about to rock, we salute you shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot for those who give for those who take those left high those on the make we salute you, we salute you, we salute you we salute, we salute you fire