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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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



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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


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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


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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


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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)


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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


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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
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