NIGHT PROWLER
Highway To Hell (1979)
(Young, Young, Scott)
Somewhere a clock strikes midnight
And there's a full moon in the sky
You hear a dog bark in the distance
You hear someone's baby cry
A rat runs down the alley
And a chill runs down your spine
Someone walks across your grave
And you wish the sun would shine
No one's gonna warn you
And no one's gonna yell 'Attack'
And you don't feel the steel
Till it's hanging out your back
CHORUS:
I'm your Night Prowler, asleep in the day
I'm your Night Prowler, get out of my way
Look out for the Night Prowler, watch you tonight
I'm the Night Prowler, when you turn out the light ...
Too scared to turn your light out
'Cos there's something on your mind
Was that a noise outside your window?
What's that shadow on the blind?
As you lie there naked
Like a body in a tomb
Suspended animation
As I slip into your room
CHORUS
Solo
CHORUS
I'm your Night Prowler, break down your door
I'm your Night Prowler, crawling 'cross your floor
I'm your Night Prowler, make a mess of you, yes I will
Night Prowler, and I am telling this to you
There ain't nothing you can do
(Shazbot Nanu Nanu)
HELLS BELLS
Back In Black (1980)
Who Made Who (1986)
SINGLE: Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution/Hells Bells (1980)
SINGLE: Hells Bells/What Do You Do For Money Honey (France?) (1980)
LIVE (1992)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die
I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you
CHORUS:
Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringing Hell's Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells
I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if [God's | good's] on the left,
then I'm stickin' to the right
I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you
CHORUS
yeow
Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's Bells, the temperature's high
Hell's Bells, across the sky
Hell's Bells, they're takin' you down
Hell's Bells, they're draggin' you around
Hell's Bells, gonna split the night
Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah
Ow, ow, ow, ow
Hell's Bells
SHOOT TO THRILL
Back In Black (1980)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: Big Gun/For Those About To Rock(live)-Shoot To Thrill(live) (1993)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
All you women who want a man of the street
But you don't know which way you wanna turn
Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me
'Cause 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
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills, yeah
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
Yeah
I'm like evil, I get under your skin
Just like a bomb that's ready to blow
'Cause I'm illegal, I got everything
That all you women might need to know
I'm gonna take you down - yeah, down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill
I can't get enough, I can't get my fill
I shoot to thrill, play to kill
Yeah, pull the trigger
Pull it, pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Oh
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women, with too many pills
I said, shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill
And I can't get enough, and I can't get my thrill
'Cause I shoot to thrill, play it again
Yeah
Shoot you down
Yeah
I'm gonna get you to the bottom and shoot you
I'm gonna shoot you
Oh hoo yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna shoot you down yeah yeah
I'm gonna get you down
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh
I'm gonna shoot to thrill
Play to kill
Shoot to thrill
yeah, ooh yeah
WHAT DO YOU DO FOR MONEY HONEY
Back In Black (1980)
SINGLE: Hells Bells/What Do You Do For Money Honey (Ger?) (1980)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
You're working in bars
Riding in cars
Never gonna give it for free
Your apartment with a view
On the finest avenue
Looking at your beat on the street
You're always pushing, shoving
Satisfied with nothing
You bitch, you must be getting old
So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Where you get your kicks?
You're loving on the take
And you're always on the make
Squeezing all the blood out of men
They're all standing in a queue
Just to spend the night with you
It's business as usual again
You're always grabbin', stabbin'
Trying to get it back in
But girl you must be getting slow
So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, yes I wonder
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Yeah, whaddya do for money honey, how you get your kicks?
Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your licks?
Go
Yeow
Honey, whaddya do for money?
I said, Honey, whaddya do for money?
oh ho honey
Oh honey
Whaddya do for money?
What you gonna do
Honey
Oh yeah honey
Whaddya do for money?
What you gonna do?
Awww, what you gonna do?
GIVEN THE DOG A BONE
Back In Black (1980)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
She take you down easy
Going down to her knees
Going down to the devil
Down down to ninety degrees
Oh, She's blowing me crazy
Till my ammunition is dry
Oh, She's using her head again
She's using her head
Oh, She's using her head again
CHORUS:
I'm just a givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
I'm just a givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
I'm just a givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Yeow
She's no Mona Lisa
No, She's no Playboy star
But she'll send you to heaven
Then explode you to Mars
Oh, She's using her head again
Using her head again
She's using her head
Using her head again
Oh, She's using her head again
Using her head
CHORUS
Let's go
Oooh, oh, oh, oh
She got the power of union
Yeah, She only hits when it's hot
And if she likes what you're doing
Yeah, She'll give you alot
(Given everything she got)
I've just given the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
I've just given the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
I'm just givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
I'm just a givin' the dog a bone
Givin' the dog a bone
I'm just a given a dog
Givin' a dog
Givin' a dog
Ooooh
I'm just a givin' a dog a bone
LET ME PUT MY LOVE INTO YOU
Back In Black (1980)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Flying on a free flight
Driving all night
With my machinery
'Cause I, I got the power
Any hour
To show the man in me
I got reputations
Blown to pieces
With my artillery
Whoa ho
I'll be guided in
We'll be ridin'
given what you got to me
Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight
CHORUS:
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me cut your cake with my knife
Oh, Like a fever
Burning faster
You spark the fire in me
Crazy feelings
Got me reeling
They got me raising steam
Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight
Yeah
CHORUS
Cut it
Let me, let me
Oooh
CHORUS
Oh
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me give it all
Let me give it all
To you, to you
Give it all
BACK IN BLACK
Back In Black (1980)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: Let's Get It Up/TNT(live)-Back In Black(live)
SINGLE: Big Gun/Back In Black(live) (1993)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back [I bet you know I'm...]
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild
CHORUS:
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
(Well) I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
Yes, I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way
CHORUS
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black
hooo yeah
Ohh yeah
Yes I am
Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah
Back in now
Well I'm back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back
Back in black
Yes I'm back in black
Out of the sight
YOU SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG
Back In Black (1980)
SINGLE: You Shook Me All Night Long/Have A Drink On Me (1980)
SINGLE: You Shook Me All Night Long/You Shook Me All Night Long(live)-
She's Got Balls(live) (1986)
Who Made Who (1986)
LIVE (1992)
Private Parts Soundtrack (1997)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman I had ever seen [...that I, ever seen]
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies [telling me my own line]
Knockin' 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
'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -
CHORUS:
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
Working double time
On the seduction line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
She wanted no applause [Taking no applause]
Just another course
Made a meal out of me and came back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing
'Cause the walls were shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -
CHORUS
And knocked me out and then you
Shook me all night long
You had me shakin' and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me
Well you took me
You reall took me and you
Shook me all night long
Ooooh you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, yeah, you
Shook me all night long
Your really took me and you
Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me
All night long
HAVE A DRINK ON ME
Back In Black (1980)
SINGLE: You Shook Me All Night Long/Have A Drink On Me (1980)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Whiskey, gin and brandy
With a glass I'm pretty handy
I'm trying to walk a straight line
On sour mash and cheap wine
So join me for a drink boys
We're gonna make a big noise
So don't worry about tomorrow
Take it today
Forget about the cheque
We'll get hell to pay
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Yeah
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
On me
Come on
Dizzy, drunk and fightin'
On tequila white lightnin'
My glass is getting shorter
On whiskey, ice and water
So come on and have a good time
And get blinded out of your mind
So don't worry about tomorrow
Take it today
Forget about the cheque
We'll get hell to pay
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
yeah
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
On me
Get stoned
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Yeah
Have a drink on me
Come on
Oooh
Gonna roll around [gonna double down]
Gonna hit the ground
Take another [swing | swig]
Have another drink
Gonna drink it dry
Gonna get me high
Come on all the boys
Make a noise
CHORUS
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink oooooooon me
SHAKE A LEG
Back In Black (1980)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet
Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law
Don't kick, don't fight, don't sleep at night
It's shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake it yeah
Keeping out of trouble with eyes in the back of my face
Kicking ass in the class and they tell me you're a damn disgrace
They tell me what they think but they stink and I really don't care
Got a mind of my own, move on, get out of my hair
CHORUS:
Shake a leg, shake your head
Shake a leg, wake the dead
Shake a leg, get stuck in
Shake a leg, shake a leg
yeah
Magazines, wet dreams, dirty women on machines for me
Big licks, skin flicks, trickey dick's are my chemistry
Goin' against the grain, trying to keep me sane with you
So stop your grinnin' and drop your linen for me
CHORUS
Shake it
Come on yeah, ow
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Kicking everything with his feet, with his feet
Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law
Spitting and biten' and kicking and fightin' for more
Shake a leg, shake your head
Shake a leg, wake the dead
Shake a leg, get stuck in
Shake a leg, play to win
CHORUS
Shake it
Oh yeah
Ow
ROCK AND ROLL AIN'T NOISE POLLUTION
Back in Black (1980)
SINGLE: Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution/Hells Bells (1980)
SINGLE: Nervous Shakedown-Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution(live)/
Sin City(live)-This House Is On Fire(live) (1983)
(Young, Young, and Johnson)
(All right)
Hey there, all you middle men
Throw away your fancy clothes
And while you're out there sittin' on a fence
So get off your ass and come down here
'Cause rock 'n' roll ain't no riddle man
To me it makes good, good sense
Good sense
Ow
Oooh yeah
Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar
We got vibrations coming up from the floor
We're just listening to the rock that's giving too much noise
Are you deaf, you wanna hear some more
We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll it will survive
Yes it will, ha ha ha ha
I took a look inside your bedroom door
You looked so good lying on your bed
Well, I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and love
You said you wanna rock 'n' roll instead
We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll
Oh Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll it'll never die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll
Oh
Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll
FOR THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK (WE SALUTE YOU)
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
Who Made Who (1986)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: Big Gun/For Those About To Rock-Shoot To Thrill(live) (1993)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Ohhhh yeah yeah
Woooo
oh oh
We roll tonight [We're on tonight]
To the guitar bite
Yeah, yeah, oh
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
'Cause 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 out of the blue
The sky's alight with the guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight
For those about to rock, we salute you
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
Oooh, salute!
Oooh, ooooh yeah
We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire
Ready and aimed at you
Pick up your balls and 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
Those about to rock - fire
We salute you
Fire
We salute you
We salute you
Come on, whooa
For those about to rock, we salute you (x4)
Shoot, shoot (x2)
For those of you, for those who take
Yeah
(Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.)
We salute you (x3)
Fire
PUT THE FINGER ON YOU
For Those About To Rock We Salute You (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
I put the finger on you
My hands all out of control
Yes I, I can't stop it getting down on you
It's moving on it's own accord
Yes, I've got fire in my finger tips
Radiating onto you
I can't control it, can't even hold it
It's knocking on your door
And you know what it's for
CHORUS:
I put the finger right on you
I put the finger right on you
You put your finger on me too
Then I put the finger, I put the finger
Yeah I put the finger, I put the finger
I put the finger on you for sure
It's the key to unlocking your door, don't you know
I've broken through your security
My hands ain't tied no more, you better watch out
I can't control it, can't even hold it
Speaking up for pleasure [speak up for your pleasure]
You can feel it on your ankle
Feel it on your knee
Feel it on your thigh
Can you feel me?
CHORUS
I can't control it, can't even hold it
Sneaking up on your front door
You can feel it on your ankle
Feel it on your knee
Feel it on your thigh
Can you feel me?
Put it - right on you
Put it - right on you
I'll do it if you want me to
Can I put it?
Can I put it?
I put the finger on you (x5)
yeah
I put the finger on you
Put the finger - oh
I put the finger on you
I put the finger on you
I put the finger on you
then so close, I hit the spot
then I put the finger right on you
LET'S GET IT UP
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
SINGLE: Let's Get It Up/TNT(live)-Back In Black(live) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
my, my, my
Loose lips sink ships
So come aboard for a pleasure trip
It's high tide, so let's ride
The moon is rising and so am I
I'm gonna get it up
Never gonna let it up
Cruisin' on the seven seas
A pirate of my loving needs
I'll never go down, never go down
CHORUS:
So let's get it up
Let's get it up, get it right up
Let's get it up, right to the top
Let's get it up, right now
Loose wires cause fires
Getting tangled in my desires
So screw 'em off and plug 'em in
Then switch it on and start all over again
I'm gonna get it up
Never gonna let it up, no
Ticking like a time bomb, whoo yeah
Blowing up the fuse box
I'll never go down, never go down
CHORUS
Get it up, come on, waay
oooh, let's get it up, come on
let's get it up, hey get - get it
let's get it up, switch it on, start it
let's get it up oh yeah yeah
come on
let's get it up, na na na na nooo
let's get it up, ohhhh
let's get it up, ohhh
let's get it up
get it up
get it up
get it up
right up
ha
INJECT THE VENOM
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead
No mercy for the bad if they need it
No mercy from me
Tell no truth and tell no lies
Cross your heart and hope to die
Never give what you can't take back
Scratch like a cat
Inject your venom
It'll be your last attack
No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead
No mercy for the bad if they need it
V-E-N-O-M
Got no heart, no - feel no pain
Take your soul and - leave a stain
Come choose your victim
Take him by surprise
Go in hard and get him
Right between the eyes and -
Inject the venom
Inject the venom
Come on, inject the venom
Come on, inject it all
(Stick it in, stick it)
oh yeah, get it sore, oh yeah(x4), come on
Inject the venom
Inject the venom
oh yeah
oh yeah
oooh yeah
yeah
Inject the venom, get it all
Inject the venom
oh Inject the venom
oooh
Inject it all
oh Inject the venom
SNOWBALLED
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Crashed out of the market, out on the floor
Washed up on the shore
Bombed out of the City, out of the door
Thrown up against the wall
Put out of the picture, axe about to fall
Walk before you crawl
Dragged down to the bottom, screaming for air
The shark must get his share
You can see it coming, miles and miles away
Women, drink and money are going to make you pay
Snowballed, oooh yeah
Snowballed, they've done it again
Snowballed, makin' me pay
Snowballed
Howl of the wolf, snow in his eyes
Waiting to take you by surprise
Eye of the needle, head of the fight
Watch those teeth 'cause they're ready to bite
You can see it coming, miles and miles away
Women, drink and money are going to make you pay
You've been snowballed, yes you have
Snowballed, I've been fooled again
Snowballed, that's all
Snowballed
Out of my mind
One more time
get up
snow, snow, back up the bone
snowballed, snow, snowballed, snowballed
You've been snowballed, snowballed,
You been snowed (x2)
Snow balled, balled, balled
EVIL WALKS
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Black shadow hangin' over your shoulder
Black mark up against your name
Your green eyes couldn't get any colder
There's bad poison runnin' through your veins
CHORUS:
Evil walks behind you
Evil sleeps beside you
Evil talks arouse you
Evil walks behind you
Black widow weavin' evil notions
Dark secrets bein' spun in your web
Good men goin' down in your ocean
They can't swim 'cause they're tied to your bed
CHORUS
You just cry wolf
I sometimes wonder where you park your broom
Oh black widow
C'mon weave your web
Down in your ocean
You got 'em tied to your bed
With your dark, dark secrets
And your green, green eyes
You black widow
CHORUS
Evil walks so bad
C.O.D.
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Call of a dog, cry of a bitch
Cream of a dream is the cause of the itch
Call of the doctor, cash on demand
If you get enough rope, might even hang
CHORUS:
C.O.D. - care of the devil
C.O.D. - the devil in me
C.O.D. - care of the devil
Care of the devil in me
The curse of love is the cause of the pain
The crime of the day is when you do it again
Call of the doctor, cash on demand
If you give them a finger, they'll take off your hand
CHORUS
(Down to the devil with me)
Call of a dog, cry of a bitch
The sign of the sinner is the size of his itch
CHORUS
I'm paying, paying, I'm paying C.O.D.
Care of the devil, care of the devil in me
It's the curse of love
BREAKING THE RULES
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Black sheep and a renegade
Hot feet in the cool of the shade
Street shuffle and a tough childhoods
Examinations done no good
Crow bars and a hot wired cars
Sneak thieves and cheap cigars
No rebellion, not today
I get my kicks in my own way
Right, OK
Just keep on breaking the rules
Come on, get ready to rule
Tough breaks in the neighbourhood
A hard case who's up to no good
Living like trash, a society rash
Ready to break, and ready to dash
A bad deal and a real rough ride
You're doing time on the other side
No rebellion, not today
I get my kicks in my own way
Right, OK
Just keep on breaking the rules
Come on, get ready to rule
(Tough breaks)
They got regulation ties
Regulation shoes
Those regulation fools
With their regulation rules
Just keep on breaking the rules
Come on, get ready to rule
Oh take off your ties and your regulation shoes
You're nothing but a bunch of regulation fools
And you got your regulation rules
I'm going to do things my own way
Every day and every way
NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Who's your leader, who's your man?
Who will help you fill your hand?
Who's your friend and who's your foe?
Who's your Judas, you don't know?
Night of the long knives
Where's that saviour, where's that light
When you're praying for your life?
Who's that fighting back to back?
Who's defending whose attack?
Night of the long knives
(Stick 'em in the back woods)
Night of the long knives
SPELLBOUND
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Blinded by a bright beam
Shattered by the windscreen
Stunned by the whiplash
I'm a victim of a bad crash
I can do nothing right
I never sleep at night
Can't even start a fight
My feet have left the ground
Spinning round and round
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down
Beaten by a blind bend
Wrong way up a dead end
Screaming through a speed trap
As I tear into a tail back
I can do nothing right
I never sleep at night
Can't even start a fight
My feet have left the ground
Spinning round and round
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down
I'm slipping down
I got my hands in the fire
I'm sliding on an oil slick
Blinded on a bad trip
Yes and nothing's going to change it
I can do nothing right
Can't even sleep at night
My feet have left the ground
I'm spinning round and round
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down
RISING POWER
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Dog day, it's Tuesday
Hope that girl she'll come today
Hard life, it's a city life
Sweat keep pourin' down
I got my feet up, like to love
Through the dawn till I've blown
All I want's her lovin' now
I love the way she move around
Need no excuse
To let it all hang loose
My body's for abuse
CHORUS:
Rising power, we'll raise the night
Rising power
Rising power, we'll wake the dead
Rising power
(You got it)
Love life, up all night
Darkest hour at the dead of night
Seen her walkin' down the street
The kind of woman that brings on heat
Love her dusk till dawn
Come the morning, she was gone
Took me all to my surprise
Money gone, left high and dry
Need no excuse
To let it all hang loose
My body's for abuse
CHORUS
(Gonna end up torn to shreds)
Don't need no excuse
My body's for abuse
CHORUS
Rise, rise
I'm gonna rise
Rising power
The power rise from you
THIS HOUSE IS ON FIRE
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
SINGLE: Nervous Shakedown-Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution(live)/
Sin City(live)-This House Is On Fire(live) (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Yonder she walked
Yonder she walked, hittin one of dream
A little tongue in cheek, hot poisonality
She bring on the flames, and it's burning and burning
My body's aching, tossing and turning
House is on fire
House is on fire
This house is on fire
And the flame is gonna burn you, you
She got me running for shelter
Needin' quarantine
She got me red hot and wired
Call an emergency
She bring on the flames, and it's burning and burning
My body's aching, tossing and turning
House is on fire
House is on fire
This house is on fire
And the flame is gonna burn you, you
You got me burning and burning
You got me tossing and turning
Burn, burn, burn
This house is on fire, House is on fire
This house is on fire, House is on fire
This house is on fire, This house is on fire
House is on fire
And the flame is gonna burn you,
The flame is gonna burn,
You're gonna burn you
FLICK OF THE SWITCH
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
(Young, Young and Johnson)
Well there's a love gone down on mine
Suicidal voltage line
She sends signals outta distress
She devil, she evil
She got you reelin' on a rockin' machine
CHORUS:
With a flick of the switch
With a flick of the switch she'll blow you sky high
With a flick of the switch
With a flick of the switch she can satisfy
She gonna blow you all sky high
Flash the eye, electrify
A power force you should feel
She devil, she evil
She got you screaming on a lightnin' machine
CHORUS
(Give you pain, blow your brain)
Flick the switch, flick the switch
With a flick of the switch, she'll blow you sky high
With a flick of the switch, she can satisfy
With a flick of the switch, razed to the ground
With a flick of the switch
With a flick of the switch
With a flick of the switch, she gonna give you pain
With a flick of the switch, she gonna blow your brain, blow your brain
She gonna put the light out on - you
NERVOUS SHAKEDOWN
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
SINGLE: Nervous Shakedown-Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution(live)/
Sin City(live)-This House Is On Fire(live) (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
"Freeze", said the man cruisin' the beat
"You get your hands up and spread your feet"
"Don't you move an inch", I heard him say
"Or you'll be doin' time until the judgement day"
And he said, "Don't tell me no lies, give me alibis
'Cause if you cross my path, you'll be doin' life"
It's a dirty lie
CHORUS:
It's a shakedown
And it's a nervous shakedown
A nervous shakedown
Another nervous shakedown
It's a shakedown
And it's a nervous shakedown
We got a shakedown
Another nervous shakedown
(It's more like a set-up)
"Take a dime", said the man, "you can make one call
You got a one-way ticket to the County Hall"
Well, the judge looked high and I looked low
And when he smiled at me it was a one-man show
He said, "Two to five, the jury decides
Double parole if you survive"
It's a dirty lie
CHORUS
Law is gonna get you this time
And throw away the key
CHORUS
Shake you down, shake you down
And it's another shakedown
Well it's a shakedown
Another nervous shakedown
Shake you down, shake you down
And it's a nervous shakedown
It's a shakedown
It's a shakedown on - you, yes
LANDSLIDE
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
SINGLE: Guns For Hire/Landslide (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
I want you to hear me out there
This is for all you bad boys
This is a story of the [satan | saint of] rock 'n' roll
I want you to put your hands in your pocket
Take ten dollars out and send it to me, ha ha
Hallelujah, and amen
Listen to me baby, I'm gonna say it again
When Momma [done school | don't scold] her son
for what he didn't do 'round there
Daddy don't take a no, no, no
Sends him to a (bullet affair?)
This boy is lost
It's a living nightmare
It ain't fair
CHORUS:
That boy he don't know how to lose
He's out to win
He got the lot to call the last shot
Shaker, he's a breaker, he's a maker
He's a landslide, landslide
Walking, talking, rocking landslide
Now Momma he ain't no toy
And never ever gets his share
Daddy expecting to gun his son
There's gotta be room for air
This boy is lost
It's a rocking double dare
He's out to stare
CHORUS
Landslide
Landslide
Landslide
Landslide
(Preacher) done say his prayer
Take him to the promised land
Momma don't love, gonna give him hell
Never gonna get him down
This boy is lost
like a river, follow the course
But he's the boss
CHORUS
Landslide, walking talking rocking landslide
Landslide, Landslide
That man's a one man landslide
Landslide
Landslide
Landslide
That man's a one man landslide
That boy's a walk talk rocking landslide, he's gone
GUNS FOR HIRE
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
SINGLE: Guns For Hire/Landslide (1983)
SINGLE: Who Made Who/Guns For Hire (1986)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
The word is out
That I'm about
And I've come gunning for you
I'm a real entertainer
A mischief maker
A lover of no fixed abode
Quick draw on the floor
No law give you more
Sweet talker, lover of sin
You are what you got
You get what you want
Look out woman -
I got guns for hire
Shoot you with desire
The guns for hire
Shoot you with desire
I'm a wanted poster
A needed man
Running right across the land
I'm a smooth operator
A big dictator
Gonna mark you with my brand
My gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
Got gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
(Quick draw on the floor, big shot)
Hot to trot, big shot
Take a lot
Never get the drop on me
I'm a real entertainer
Mischief maker
Lover in seven languages
CHORUS
My gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
This gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
Shoot you with desire
Shoot you with desire
A gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
What you get, but shot
You can't get the drop on me, girl
DEEP IN THE HOLE
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
(Young, Young and Johnson)
I've been enchained
She got shackles on me
That woman to blame
For the hell and misery
Can't find my way outta here
Shoot me down in a burnin' fear
Goin' down for a stretch of years
Way down below
CHORUS:
I'm deep in, deep in, deep in the hole
Deep in, deep in, deep in the hole
I'm down in, down in, down in the hole
Well I'm deep in, deep in
That woman got me deep in the hole
I'm sinking down
She got me down on the floor
Can't touch both walls
The further down I go
Pulls the strings on my violin bow
Makes me sing when she fire my load
Ain't no slave, you do what you're told
You sold your soul
CHORUS
I'm deep in, deep in, deep in the hole
Deep in, deep in, deep in the hole
I'm down in, down in, down in the hole
I'm down in, down in, down in the hole
Deep in the hole, firing your load
Deep in the hole, sell your soul
Deep in, deep in, deep in the hole
Deep in, deep in
That woman got me deep in the hole
Deep in the hole, down in the hole, I'm deep in the hole
BEDLAM IN BELGIUM
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
The blood in my veins
Was running right through my brain
There was a cop with a gun
Who was running around insane
Three fifty arrests
No bullet proof vest
Now ain't that a shame
We wanted to play
Play for the crowd
"No", said the wankers
"You're on your way out"
Bedlam in Belgium
Bedlam in Belgium
The place was a jumpin'
And the booze was going down
There's a curfew in town
You've been working overtime
We don't play just for pay
So we'd like to stay
Stay just the same
He gave me a crack
In the back with his gun
I bled so bad
I could feel the blood run
Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam in Belgium
Bedlam in Belgium
Came for a good time
Left on the run.
Bedlam in Belgium
Who's to blame, it's a shame
Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam
You gonna run out
Stage was stage
Cops enraged
Crying for more
It was war, war, war
Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam in Belgium
Bedlam in Belgium
Came for a good time
Left on the run.
Bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam in Belgium
There was bedlam in Belgium
It was bedlam
And the law got the drop on me
BADLANDS
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
I am a pistol packin' man with a gun in my hand
Looking for a woman that will understand
You like to roll and I like to ride
I'll stop at nothing, never take me alive
I'm a man with a fast hand
Loving on a last stand
Outlaw, quick draw
Evil talking bandit man
In the badlands
In the badlands
I got a .45 that'll make you fry
Burn your saucy ass up like the Fourth of July
I ride it hard, I ride it high
Make love to you till you reach for the sky
I'm a man with a fast hand
Loving on a last stand
Outlaw, quick draw
Evil talking bandit man
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
Well I'm gonna set up my six pack
Ain't gonna back track
I shoot loaded
Come on girl, gonna give you a thrill
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
Not for a woman [Lookin' for a woman ]
In the badlands
Look man, there's me [As bad as me]
In the badlands
John (?) take it with me [Gotta take it with ya | me]
In the badlands, yeah
BRAIN SHAKE
Flick Of The Switch (1983)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Alright, hold tight
I want to ball tonight
On my fender, no space defender
I enjoy it on the floor, I get it tight
Toe to toe with a black widow
Fee Fia Foo smell the blood of rock 'n' roll
All night drive on the rockin' suicide
My feet are jumping, she's a joy to ride
Joy to ride, a joy to ride
She's an all night drive on the rockin' suicide
And it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake
All I can take
Brain shake, brain shake, brain shake
She's a mean lean rocking machine
A hip hugging blue jean dream
She's a one course dinner, with a sweet sweet kiss
Her hips are right around me
And it's toe to toe with a black widow
Fee Fia Foo smell the blood of rock 'n' roll
All night drive on the rockin' suicide
My feet are jumping, she's a joy to ride
Joy to ride, a joy to ride
She's an all night drive on the rockin' suicide
And it's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake
Ready to shake
Brain shake, brain shake, brain shake
It's a brain shake brain shake brain shake
For mercy sake
It's a brain shake, brain shake, brain shake
She's a joy to ride
Joy to ride, a joy to ride
She's an all night drive on the rockin' suicide
Brain shake x3
Ready to shake
Brain shake x3
FLY ON THE WALL
Fly On The Wall (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
You can dance through the night
Rock 'n' roll music [itchin' to fight]
Makin' love drunk or stoned
Lookin' for dollars, get broken-boned
It's a game too tough to tame
Ends up the same, sweatin' out rain
CHORUS:
I was trapped like a fly on the wall
I was caged like a zoo animal
No escape from the fate that you make
You're a snake, I've had all I can take
Watch out, there's a fly on the wall
Take a chance, take a bite
Rock roll devil take me tonight
Like a bitch makin' heat
Beatin' on my chest, lickin' at my feet
It's a game too tough to tame
Ending up the same, sweatin' in the rain
So watch out there's a fly on the wall
REPEAT CHORUS (twice)
SHAKE YOUR FOUNDATIONS
Fly On The Wall (1985)
Who Made Who (1986)
SINGLE: Shake Your Foundations/Stand Up-Jailbreak(live) (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
You gotta see me leanin' on the bar
I got my head in a whiskey jar [jug ?]
Feelin' good 'cos the city's alive
I'm gettin' ready to rock and jive
I get up and I slide across the floor
You wanna come and I'll meet you at the door
No one can stop us 'cos we're feelin' too right
We're gonna steal our way around tonight
(Alright, alright)
CHORUS:
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it
I was takin' no liberties
She's gettin' hotter off the heat on me
I was oilin', she was slick
Lickin' off the sweat, her favorite trick
She cried help me, help me, please
Tame this animal, help me to breathe
I said no, no way
You gotta come with me all of the way
(OK, I'll play)
REPEAT CHORUS
Solo
REPEAT CHORUS
We had the night, we had the time
She had the sugar and I had the wine
Took my hand, shook me to the core
Told her not to touch, but she was coming back for more
(You know what for)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
REPEAT CHORUS
FIRST BLOOD
Fly On The Wall (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Got a screamin' feelin'
Need a little lovin' healin'
Want some of that stuff
'Cos I like a hot touch
Wanna little squeezin'
Just a touch an' teasin'
Maybe wrong, maybe right
But I like it every night
Come on baby down my way
We gonna make it night an day
CHORUS:
I want first blood (a look in the eye)
First blood, a need in disguise
Bad dog come back for more
First blood, first blood
Some like it hot
Some like it quite not so hot
But I like a touch
And I want it so much
Come on baby down my way
We're gonna make it every night an day
REPEAT CHORUS (twice)
I want a first blood
Some like it hot
First blood all right hot shot
Bad dog come back for more
I want first blood
DANGER
Fly On The Wall (1985)
SINGLE: Danger/Back In Business (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Don't talk to strangers
Keep away from the danger
Don't talk to strangers who smile
Keep away from the danger all the time
You just keep away
Red lights are flashin'
There's been a misunderstandin'
I'm bruised, broke an' bandaged
Through drinkin' all that brandy
I was under the table
But I came back for more
Gotta hit the bottle
But my head hit the floor
CHORUS:
Danger - danger, don't talk to strangers
Stranger - danger, don't you talk
Danger - danger, don't talk to strangers
Danger - danger, don't talk keep away
Red lights still flashin'
People all still dancin' in my head
I've done with thinkin' about what to do
Another night of drinkin', just one before I'm through
I was just raisin' hell
I wasn't doin' no harm
The cops could not appreciate
My natural charm
REPEAT CHORUS
(Don't talk to strangers)
REPEAT CHORUS (twice)
Don't you go talkin' to no strangers in this town
SINK THE PINK
Fly On The Wall (1985)
Who Made Who (1986)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
There's a woman going down
She said she'll rough you up, all the way
And she gonna spit you out, count your days
She says "choice is yours," casually
"So why don't you do what comes naturally"
CHORUS:
Sink the pink, it's all the fashion
Drink the drink, it's old-fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you a good time
Sink the pink
Sink the pink
Got a fever runnin' high
Give you wings to make you fly
She school you like a fool
She make you break the rules
She wanna get a shot, hit the spot
Then I'm gonna rack 'em up, get that hot
She said "make it good, satisfy"
You know that woman got jealous eyes
CHORUS
(want you to sink it for me)
Sink the pink,
Sink the pink,
it's all the fashion
Drink the drink,
Drink the drink, it's old-fashioned
Give you water, give you wine
Gonna show you a good time
Sink the pink
Sink the pink
Sink the pink
Sink the pink
oh, oh, oh
Sink the pink
PLAYING WITH GIRLS
Fly On The Wall (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Highball women that are hot to touch
Legs do the talkin' spellin' out lust
See the Sugar Daddies with a sweet tooth and a smile
See what's hangin' off him like a want'n child
That's where you'll find me standing proud
CHORUS:
Playing with girls gonna get you hot
Playing with guns gonna get you shot
Playing with fire gonna heat you up
Playing with me you're gonna get the lot
Bring on the showgirls and the debutantes
Late-night waitress in a restaurant
Headin' for the clubs and bars with the flashin' lights
Lookin' for the good-time girls in their black nylon tights
Over the barrel bottoms-up
REPEAT CHORUS
Oooh river run dry
Yeah playing with fire
Oooh wild sweet child
Playing with girls
Playing with girls
I like a tall girl, but I'll take 'em small
I want 'em all up front I like 'em all
I wanna see 'em strut their stuff
Lose their social grace
You play your cards right and you'll deal yourself an ace
That's where you'll find me standing proud
Playing with girls
STAND UP
Fly On The Wall (1985)
SINGLE: Shake Your Foundations/Stand Up-Jailbreak(live) (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Put on the headset, get on the stage
Out on a midnight escapade
Didn't want to steal your thunder
Wouldn't want to play your game
Makin' all the headlines
Gettin' on the front page
Didn't even know her number
I didn't even know her name
CHORUS:
Stand up, stand up and take it
Stand up, stand up and make it
Stand up, stand up and face it
Stand up
Get on the red dress, slip on the lace
Up for a high heel and a pretty face
Woman wanna get you under
Woman wanna get you tame
Lovin' on a hot night
Stokin' up the flame
Didn't wanna know her number
I didn't wanna know her name
REPEAT CHORUS
(You can make it)
REPEAT CHORUS
HELL OR HIGH WATER
Fly On The Wall (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Everybody, you don't have to choose
You don't have to prove it
It's only rock 'n' roll
Mama don' told me
Papa don' scold me
Superstition, black cat in the cradle
Dancing on the table
Don't you snake on me
Mama don' told me
Daddy don' scold me, told me, show me
You know that he (sold? saw?) me
CHORUS:
Come hell or high water
Come hell or high water
Come hell or high water
Come hell or high water
Blood money, lyin' through your back teeth
Fightin' on the main street
Breathe your last breath on me
Mama don' told me
Poor boy get home
Hot lovin' trigger-happy feelin'
Touchin' up and teasin'
You know it so bad
Mama don' told me
Papa don' scold me, told me, show me, rock 'n' rolled me
REPEAT CHORUS (twice)
Come hell, come hell, come hell
BACK IN BUSINESS
Fly On The Wall (1985)
SINGLE: Danger/Back In Business (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Breakin' out, about to shout
Feel the need for one more round
Don't you struggle, don't try to bite
You want some trouble, I'm the king of vice
I'm a wreckin' ball, I'm a stingin' knife
Steal your money, gonna take your life
You got screamin' murder, lock up your door
Double dealin' gotta have more
Call me dirty, trash my name
Just tell (the? my?) boys that I'm gonna be
CHORUS:
Back in business again
Back in business again
Back in business again
Back in business again
(Back in business)
Flesh and blood, I'm a rag 'n' bone
Bad luck message on the telephone
Don't you worry, play my game
I'll do you a favor, put your soul for sale
Like a cannon ball, goin' down the track
Need good lovin' but I want it back
I was born in trouble, they gave up on me
Teacher preachin' what not to be
Call me dirty, trash my name
Just tell my boys that I'm gonna be
REPEAT CHORUS
Solo
REPEAT CHORUS (twice)
SEND FOR THE MAN
Fly On The Wall (1985)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
You want love
Dirty dirty love
You want lust
Just a little lust
You wan' a bad reputation
You wanna better your score
I got the qualifications
I can open any door (ooh yeah)
CHORUS:
Send for the man, yeah
Send for teh man, yeah
You're like a dream
You're dirty low and mean
You're good enough to eat
Sticky hot and sweet
Need a shot of rhythm and lovin'
You make a black sheep a ram
This ain't a gun in my pocket
I got the goods in my hand
REPEAT CHORUS
WHO MADE WHO
(Soundtrack for "Maximum Overdrive")
Who Made Who (1986)
SINGLE: Who Made Who/Guns For Hire (1986)
LIVE (1992)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
The video game says "Play me"
Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a one on one
Feeling running down your spine
Nothing gonna save your one last dime cause it owns you
Through and through
The databank knows my number
Says I gotta pay cause I made the grade last year
Feel it when I turn the screw
Kicks you round the world, there ain't a thing that it can't do
Do to you
CHORUS:
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 picked up the bill, and who made who? [or who picked up the glue,...](?)
Who made who, who turned the screw?
Satellites send me picture
Get it in the eye,
take it to the world (take it to the wire)
spinning like a dynamo
Feel it going round and round
Running out of chips, you got no line in an 8-bit town
So don't look down, no
CHORUS
Ain't nobody told you, who made who?
Who made you?
Who made who? (who made who)
And who made you? (who made who)
yeah yeah yeah
Nobody told you
HEATSEEKER
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: Heatseeker/Go Zone-Snake Eye (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
(Oooh, we're gettin' ready
Ow
Here we go
hahaha
I'm ready
Oooh)
Getting ready to rock
Getting ready to roll
I'm gonna turn up the heat
I'm gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turning
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen
And I'm a heatseeker charging up the sky
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
Getting ready to break
Getting ready to go
Get your shoes off and shake
Get your head down and blow
You gotta keep that woman firing
You gotta keep that serpent clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream
Cause I'm a heatseeker, burning up the town
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
(Aw yeah, here ya go, yow! Ready? Heatseeker!)
I wanna see you get up
And see the whites of your eyes
And I'm a heatseeker, heatseeker, yeah!
I'm gonna measure you up
I'm gonna try you for size
And I'm a heatseeker
Gotta keep that motor turning
You gotta keep that engine clean
You gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen
And I'm a heatseeker, and I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down, woah
I'm a heatseeker
And I'm a heatseeker
Heatseeker
Out on the street feel the heat
THAT'S THE WAY I WANNA ROCK N ROLL
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: That's The Way/Kissin' Dynamite-Borrowed Time (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Party gonna happen at the union hall
Shaking to the rhythm 'til everybody fall
Picking up my woman in my Chevrolet
Glory hallelujah gonna rock the night away
I'm gonna roll roll roll
I'm gonna roll roll roll
I'm gonna take this town, turn it around
I'm gonna roll roll roll
Now there's a blue suede bopping on a high heeled shoe
Balling round together like a wrecking crew
Oh be bopper lubba baby what I say
You gotta get a dose of rock and roll on 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
I'm gonna blow up my video
Shut down my radio
Told boss man where to go
Turned off my brain control
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way
Ooh that's the way I like my rock and roll
That the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way
That's the way
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way
That's the way
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way
That's the way
Oh!
To rock and roll!
Roll, roll, roll,
I'm gonna roll, roll, roll
I'm gonna take this town, turn it around,
I'm gonna roll, roll, roll
I'm gonna roll, roll, roll
That's the way I want it
Roll, roll, roll
Gotta hear it loud
Gonna take this town, turn it 'round
Gonna roll, roll, roll
Blow up my video
Shut down my radio
Told boss man where to go
Turned off my brain control
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way I want my rock and roll
MEANSTREAK
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
(Ooh yeah)
I've been to the left, I've been to the right
I've found myself in Abudhabi, just a mirage in the night
Been to the high, I've been to the low
And I've been to lots of places that I didn't wanna go
But I ain't see nothing to get me off my ass
And I laughed at all the jokers wanna make me walk on glass
I could walk 'fore I could crawl
And I was meaner than a bad dog with his back against the wall
Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See 'em fall, see 'em fall
I'm the guy that they call -
Meanstreak, I gotta meanstreak
Meanstreak, they call me meanstreak
I just don't know who I wanna be
The count of Monte Cristo or the sheik of Arabia
Eaten rich, and I've eaten free
And I'm the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty
And I ain't met no one who told me I got class
They say never feed the animal, the boy's got too much flash
I'm a guy they just can't teach
And I always kick the castle that's been built up on the beach (heh ha)
Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See 'em fall, see 'em fall
Cause I'm the guy that they call -
What's your name?
Meanstreak
I got a meanstreak
Ooh I got a meanstreak
Ooh I got a meanstreak
Wanna feel a meanstreak?
They call me meanstreak
All the children say meanstreak
What's my name?
Meanstreak
GO ZONE
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
SINGLE: Heatseeker/Go Zone-Snake Eye (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Once I need relaxation
Need to get some r 'n' r
(That's rest and recreation)
Don't need no vacation
I don't have to go that far
(I've got better things to do with my money)
Don't need no private eye
Forget the FBI
'Cause when the beaver sings
Look out I'm closing in
Go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone
Got to have my candy
Got to have my sugar sweet
(I wanna give you a treat)
Giving you directions
You don't have to use your feet
(We're on the same street baby)
You've got to travel south
South of my hungry mouth
And there you'll find a friend
Until the bitter end
Go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone
What are you gonna find down there?
There ain't no red light district
Get yourself a ticket to the -
Go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock
In the go zone, leave me to die
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
Go zone, ready to rock
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone
KISSIN DYNAMITE
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
SINGLE: That's The Way/Kissin' Dynamite-Borrowed Time (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Here she come, here she come
Eating up the thrill
Sugar cane, sugar cane
Dressin' up to kill
Like a fireball in the shadow
Like a storm that's gonna show
Like an overwhelmed volcano
Getting set to blow, set to blow
She got a nasty reputation
She got a healthy apetite
When she needs some detonation
She sets the fuse alight, the fuse alight
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Let it rain, let it rain
Let me feel it pour
Let it slide, let it slide
Let me feel the core
Like a thunder in the mountains
Like the lightning in the sky
Like the eye of a tornado
She watch it all go by, all go by
Then she kills for recreation
And she plays her games at night
She want to work on her vocation
She set the world alight, set world alight
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Dynamite, here it come
Dynamite, gonna blow
Dynamite, just wanna warn you
Dynamite, that the volcano
Dynamite, she got no imagination or recreational (vow?)
Dynamite, that's the way you want, that's the way he'll go
Dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
NICK OF TIME
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Wrong track, wrong line
First train to run on time
Bad blood, bad news
Long rope, got nothing to lose
Mad bull seeing red
Coming at me, happy when I'm dead
Jump a fence, get away
Ain't got a liking for the games he plays
What you gonna do?
Everybody trying to find you guilty
Make you wanna toe the line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time
Slow plane, hard rain
Cold sweat and I feel the strain
Look down, no ground
Black sky, just the engine sound
Bail out, goodbye
Take my chances, I don't wanna die
Count ten, just pray
The nick of time can save me any day
What you gonna do?
Everybody love a hero, honey
Living on a danger line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
Yeah, saved in the nick of time
Lose sleep, get grief
Some day get no relief
Quick punch, closed eye
You didn't knew it and you wonder why
Lynch mob on your tail
Think they were searching for the holy grail
Leave town, get away
I didn't figure on them anyway
No I didn't today
Everybody trying to find you guilty
Make you wanna toe the line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
Right in the nick of time
In the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time
SOME SIN FOR NUTHIN'
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnston)
Heroes, hard to find
Don't make the news 'til they're doin' time
Schemers turn the screw
They get the word and they drop on you
Lay down the law black of the night
Run up a score, oooh the price is right
Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round
Coming round on you
CHORUS:
Some sin for gold
Some sin for shame
Some sin for cash
Some sin for gain
Some sin for wine
Some sin for pain
But I ain't gonna be the fool
Who's gonna have to sin for nothing
Nothin' at all
Nero, evil mind
He was born way before his time
Lead 'em down below
You got it right and away you go
You gotta lay down the rules, push up the price
Turn on the heat, put you on ice
Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round
Coming round for you
CHORUS
(Give it to me)
(Ain't gonna do that)
CHORUS
Ain't gonna sin for nothing
You get nothing for nothing
Ain't gonna sin for nothing
That don't make no sense, no, no
RUFF STUFF
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
I like 'em big and I like 'em small
And if I had to take the oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(It's what I want)
She's a saint, she's a sinner
She's a rave, rave, rave
She's a woman, she's a winner
In every way, way, way
She don't want love
Nor cabaret that's out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind
You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game
CHORUS:
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here
Make you shake, make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake, make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I don't need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game
CHORUS
I like them big and I like them small
And if they asked me to take an oath, I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
Baby wanna ruff stuff
Ruff Stuff Baby
Baby give me ruff stuff
Takin' all the ruff stuff
(I want that)
Don't want your face round here
Don't want your face round here
I don't want your face round my backyard any more
TWO'S UP
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Three is company
Come on,
Last stand
Down to my last dime
I ain't got the sense to leave
The dealers cutting fine
Last draw
Back against the wall
Depending where the money is
Is where I'm gonna fall
Ace high
Hide your poker eyes
I didn't want to laugh too much
When I picked up the prize
Lady Luck
Standing at my side
I'll leave with more than I brought in
And I get out with my life
I get out with my life
CHORUS:
I go, you go, she go, we go
Two's up, it's a two's up
Give me head, give me tails
Give me doubled up and coming doubled over on the rails
Give me two's up, it's what I want
(Alright)
High up
When you're looking down
Then you see two animals
Just fooling you around
Stray dogs
Gonna take them in
I don't know what your names are
But you're gonna break them in
All day
It's difficult to say
Who is doing what to whom
Who's out of the play
I love
The way you slide and slip
Love the way you girls work out
And make the partnership
Make that partnership
CHORUS
(Gotta give me double or quits)
Two's up, two's up
Like your partnership
Like the way you slip
There ain't nothing like a two's up
That's the way it is, two's up
It's what I want to hear
Give me head, give me tails
Give me doubled up and coming over on the rails
Two's up, it's locomotion
Two's up, you're drivin' me wild
Give me high, give me low
Give me twice the satisfaction
Twice the pot of gold (?)
And it's a two's up
It's gonna be two's up
We're gonna have a two's up, two's up, two's up, two's up
There ain't nothin' like a two's up
THIS MEANS WAR
Blow Up Your Video (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
(You get your head down, will you)
I
I want you
I want you to
I want you to march
Eyes go right, shoulder arms
Left wheel turn, show your charms
Change your clothes, cut your hair
Ain't no joke, ain't no place for kids
When the flags are high, hear the battle cry
Treaty gone, see the bandit fly
Dig that trench, watch the blast
Shell shock come, coming fast
Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what this means?
Do you know what this means?
This - means - war
This means war, this means war
I said this means war, this means war
This means war
(Run for cover, hit the deck, call for your mother)
I
I need you
I need you to
I need you to fire
Cock your gun, wet your sights
Get the bull dead to rights
Volunteers, one pace back
On the beach ain't no place for kids
When the flack is high on a bomber run
You don't talk back to an ack-ack gun
Fire range, and you're in the blitz
Keep your head or you're blown to bits
Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what it means?
Do you know what it means?
This - means - war
Who's going there, is it a friend or foe?
Propaganda time on the radio
Top brass shout as they clown around
Peace talks die in Geneva town
Do you know what it means? (This means war)
Do you know what it means? (This means war)
Do you know what it means? (This means war)
Do you know what it means? (This means)
This - means - war
This means war
I said this means war, this means war
This means war
(Where's the second gun?)
This means war,
I told you before, this means war
You know the score, said this means war
This means war
This-means-war
You're all dead
SNAKE EYE
SINGLE: Heatseeker/Go Zone-Snake Eye (1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
You paint a picture
So it's plain to see
Ain't no hiding
No security
I'll be watching
Every move you make
When you hear the rattle
Better be awake
CHORUS:
Snake eyes, I'm watching
Snake eyes, look out
Snake eyes, it's coming
Snake eyes, ain't no escaping from the snake eye
(No way)
You leave a footprint
For my eye to see
Catch an echo
From a lock and key
From the shadow
Or behind a rock
Get you anywhere
From the darkest shack
CHORUS
Hear a rustle
From behind a tree
Get you running
Home to sanctuary
Bolt the door and -
You think you're safe
I'm coming to get you
Gonna reach out (???)
CHORUS
Got the snake eyes, they call me a snake in the bush
Snake eyes, biting
Snake eyes, always watching
Snake eyes
Ain't no escaping from the -
Just keep a lookout for the -
Snake eye
BORROWED TIME
SINGLE: That's The Way/Kissin' Dynamite-Borrowed Time (1988)
SINGLE: Money Talks (1990)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
Got the word, getting ready
Gonna get my pay from ????
I'm in light, ????
When the action is hot, ????
No town, no city
Gonna be free from the jumping jack
Kiss of life, getting gritty
If the mule don't kick you know the mule don't ride
And I know, yes I know, well I know
That's the way to go
And I know, and I know
And I know that I'm gonna get it down the road
CHORUS:
Cause I'm living on a borrowed time
Do it your way, I'll do it mine
Living on a borrowed time
Don't need a shove, don't need a sign
Call me names, call me crazy
Don't try to stop me when I feel this way
It's a game, (whoopsy daisy?)
Here comes another girl to make my day
And I know, yes I know, well I know
That's the way to go
And I know, yes I know
I'm gonna get up when I'm up on the road
CHORUS
(So long, goodbye, good luck, au revoir baby)
(Look out people, never let me loose)
CHORUS
I don't need a sign to show me the way
DOWN ON THE BORDERLINE
Moneytalks Single (1990)
(Recorded 1988)
(Young, Young, Johnson)
She's an idle child, high society
Never pushed a broom, not physically
Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up
Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup
I'm on the borderline
She can spread them round and she shows them off
With a neon sign saying don't you touch
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
She use me like a begger to get a hold on me
CHORUS:
On the borderline, she's a danger sign
On the borderline, getting out of line
On the borderline, but it feels so good
On the borderline, on the borderline
On the borderline, borderline
(Here goes)
You know I shoot the dice to claim my dream
You pull them in without a thought to me
She's come to watch you and your pocket is dry (?)
The queen of hearts will kill you when the ace is high
On the borderline
She's an idle child, high society
Never pushed a broom, not physically
Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up
Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup
CHORUS
Gonna meet you there
If you want me, meet me on the borderline
THUNDERSTRUCK
The Razors Edge (1990)
SINGLE: Thunderstruck-Fire Your Guns/D.T.-Chase The Ace (1990)
LIVE (1992)
(Young, Young)
(Thunder) (x10)
I was caught
In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) [...of a lightning attack]
I looked round
And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder)
My mind raced
And I thought what could I do (Thunder)
And I knew
There was no help, no help from you (Thunder)
Sound of the drums
Beatin' in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart
You've been - thunderstruck
[Rode | Went] down the highway
Broke the limit, we hit the town
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
I was shakin' at the knees
Could I come again please?
Yeah the ladies were too kind
You've been - thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck
Yeah
Oh, thunderstruck, yeah
Now we're shaking at the knees
Could I come again please?
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine
Yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine
(So fine)
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Tunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Whoa baby, baby, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck
FIRE YOUR GUNS
The Razors Edge (1990)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: Thunderstruck-Fire Your Guns/D.T.-Chase The Ace (1990)
(Young, Young)
Wild beast, I'll make you mine
Taste your kiss, sweet lips devine
She got moves, drips of sweat
She got eyes of blue, body curves
'n Legs that'll break your nerves
CHORUS:
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
CHORUS
Yeah, you want some fun
You gotta fire your guns
fire your guns
you gotta fire your guns
fire your guns
(yeah, yeow!)
Yeah
CHORUS
yeah, you want some fun
Gotta fire your guns
Fire your guns (x9)
MONEYTALKS
The Razors Edge (1990)
LIVE (1992)
(Young, Young)
Tailored suits, chauffered cars
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, up for a price
Where the red hot girls keep on dancing 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, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
A French maid, foreign chef
A big house with king size bed
You've had enough, you ship them out
The dollar's up - down, you'd 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 broke the laws
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Moneytalks, yeah, yeah
Money talks, B.S. walks
Money talks, come on, come on
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Moneytalks, moneytalk, talk, talk
Hear it talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah Moneytalks
THE RAZORS EDGE
The Razors Edge (1990)
LIVE (1992)
SINGLE: Are You Ready/Got You By The Balls-The Razors Edge
(Young, Young)
(Razor's edge)
(Razors)
There's fighting on the left
And marching on the right
Don't look up in the sky
You're gonna die of fright
Here comes the razors edge
You're living on the edge
Don't know wrong from right
They're breathing down your neck
You're running out of lives
And here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
The razors edge
Razors edge, to raise the dead
Razors edge, to cut to shreds
To raise the dead
Here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
Well here it comes to cut to shreds
The razors edge
The razors edge [It's the razor's edge]
Gotta razors edge [Well, the razor's edge]
You'll be cut to shreds [that you'll be cut to shreds]
by the razors edge [gotta razor's edge]
Gotta razors edge [by the razor's edge]
MISTRESS FOR CHRISTMAS
The Razors Edge (1990)
(Young, Young)
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the day
I just can't wait till Christmas time
When I can grope you in the hay (When I can roll you in the hay)
Easy come, easy go
Have a good time with lots of dough
Slippin' up high, slippin' down low
Love'm and leave'm on with the show
Listen, I like female form in minimum dress
Money to spend with a capital "S"
Get a date with the woman in red
Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed (One of me in heaven...)
He got it, I want it
They got it, I can't have it
But I want it, but it don't matter
She got it, and I can't [get | have] it
I want a mistress for Christmas
I want a mistress for Christmas
(Ooh yeah, haha yeah
I want a mistress for Christmas
Come on)
Easy come, easy go
Slippin' high, slippin' low
(Yeah, aw right)
He got it, I want it
They got it, I can't have it
I want it, don't matter
She got it, and I can't get it -
Mistress
he got it, I want it
For Christmas
They got it, and I can't have it
Mistress
But I want it, it don't matter
For Christmas
She got it, and I can't get a
Mistress for Christmas
You know what I'm talkin' about
Mistress for Christmas
You gotta send me down
you gotta send me down
Mistress for Christmas
I want the woman in red (I want a woman in the rear,)
with bow in my bed with a bottle of my beer | At the bottom of my bed)
Mistress for Christmas
I can hear you coming down my smoke stack
I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells
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