Monday, August 3, 2015

AC/DC - If You Dare



Honey do you love me
Love me like you do
Honey won't you come outside and play
If you dare
If you dare

Honey do you love me
Love me like you do
Woman won't you come outside and play
If you dare
If you dare

Woman if you love me
Love me like you do
Love me like you say
Woman won't you come outside and play
If you dare
If you dare
If you dare
If you dare

Come outside
Come outside
Come outside and play
If you dare
Come outside
Come outside
Come outside and play
If you dare

If you
If you
Dare

Come outside and play

AC/DC - Goodbye & Good Riddance To Bad Luck



Gettin' bombed out on booze
Got nothin' to lose
Run outta money
Disposable blues
Sleazy hotels like livin' in hell
The girls on the hustle with nothin' to sell
Want something for nothing it's always the same
Keep pushin' an' shovin' and I'm down on the game
Always in trouble
Forever detained
Goodbye goodbye goodbye and good riddance to bad luck

Well spread out the news there's a free man loose
Back out of jail and chasin' some floos'
Bad luck has changed
Broken the chains
Laid out a claim for monetary gains
Wantin' what's coming all for the take
Freedom for lovin' an lust for the taste
Eyes are wide open
Wild to the game
Goodbye goodbye goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck

Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
Bad luck
Bad luck
Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
Goodbye good riddance to bad luck
Broken the chains of bad luck
Bye bye bye bad luck
Thrown of the chains of bad luck

Goodbye good riddance
To bad luck

AC/DC - Let's Make It



Hey sugar baby
So hot and tasty
Come on gimme some love you're driving me wild
It's way past midnight
Why don't we take a ride
We'll make some honey as we're cruisin' real slow
Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it
Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it

I'll be your ladies man
If you give me the chance
We'll keep on jumpin' 'til the music run dry
And if we take a rest
We'll smoke some cigarettes
And start a smokin' goin' out of control
Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it
Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it

Let's not waste it
We're gonna make it

Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it
Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it

Let's not waste it
We're gonna make it

Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it
Let's make it, don't waste it
Let's make it come on and taste it

AC/DC - Shot Of Love



Come on honey take a trip with me
We'll take a double shot of ecstasy
An' drink some water from a wooden cup
Then keep on rockin' 'til the sun comes up.
And I warn you it's the best shot of your life
And I warn you it's the best shot of your life
Shot of love, shot of love

Rock you little lady make you blow and bleed
A little bit of what you need is guaranteed
Come on now honey we'll get full of desire
A humpin' an' a pumpin' 'til we start a fire
And I warn you it's the best shot of your life
And I warn you it's the best shot of your life
Shot of love, shot of love, shot of love

And I warn you it's the best shot of your life
And I warn you it's the best shot of your life
Shot of love, shot of love, shot of love
Make you bleed
Shot of love, shot of love ,shot of love
A humpin' an' a pumpin'
I gotta get me shot of love
Shot of love, shot of love, shot of love
Babe babe babe, a lot of what you need is guaranteed
Shot of love, shot of love, shot of love

Come on give me shot of love

AC/DC - Got You By The Balls



Hey mister businessman
Head of the company
Are you looking for a lady
One who likes to please
Hey mister businessman
This one likes to tease
With her special service
And her French qualities
But she won't sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won't come across
Unless there's money in her hand
And she's callin' all the shots
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls

Hey mister businessman
High society
She can play the schoolgirl
And spank you all you please
But she won't sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won't come across
Unless there's money in her hand
She don't go overtime
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
Kiss your balls goodbye

Hangin' left, hangin' right, got you by the balls
Got your shorts, got your curlies, got you,
By the balls!

She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls
She got you by the balls, she got you by the balls

She got you by the balls

Friday, July 31, 2015

AC/DC - 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 it 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, you
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
Who all need it, who all need it
You all breathe 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
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 ready ready

Are you ready for a good time

AC/DC - Rock Your Heart Out



Got the devil in you
Got the devil in me
Play a dangerous tune
Come on dance with thee
You gotta
Throw your fists up
Shout your mouth off
Beat the walls down
Get tough, freak out
Rock your little rock your little
Rock your little heart out

Got everything you want
Got everything you need
Don't worry about the cost
Just sell your soul to me
You gotta
Bring the house down
Beat the drums loud
Bleed your life dry
Climb on let's fly
Rock your little rock your little
Rock your little heart out
Rock rock your little heart out
Rockin' on down

You gotta
Put your foot down
Beat your chest hard
Blow your brains out
Feel her shout loud
Rock your heart out, rock your heart out
Rock your heart out, rock your heart out
Rock rock your little heart out
Rock rock your little heart out
Rockin' on down
Rock your little rock your little heart out
Rock your heart out, rock your heart out
Rock your heart out, rock your heart out

Rock your heart out, rock your heart out
Rock your heart out, rock your heart out

You gotta rock your little rock your little rock your little
Heart out
You gotta rock your little heart right
Right out

AC/DC - Mistress For Christmas



Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the day
I just can't wait till Christmas time
When I can roll em' in the hay

Easy come, easy go
Have a good time, with lots of dough
Slippin' up high, slippin' down low
Love 'em and leave 'em, on with the show

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
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 it
I want a mistress for Christmas
I want a mistress for Christmas
I want a mistress
For Christmas

Easy come, easy go
Slippin' high, slippin' low
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
He got it, and I want it
They got it, and I can't have it
But I want it, it don't matter
She got it, and I can't get it
Mistress for Christmas, you know what I'm talking about
Mistress for Christmas, they're gonna send me down, send me down
Mistress for Christmas, I want the woman in red at the bottom of my bed
Mistress for Christmas

I can hear you coming down my snow stick

I wanna ride on your reindeer honey
And ring the bells

AC/DC - The Razor's Edge



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

It's the razor's edge

The razor's edge
You could be cut to shreds
The razor's edge

The razor's edge

AC/DC - Moneytalks



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
Moneytalks

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

AC/DC - Fire Your Guns



Wild beast
I'll make you mine
Taste your kiss
Sweet lips divine
She got moves, drips of sweat
She got eyes of blue, body curves, legs that'll break your nerves
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

AC/DC - Thunderstruck



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 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
And I was shaking at the knees
Could I come again please
Yeah them ladies were too kind
You've been
Thunderstruck

I was shaking at the knees
Could I come again please

Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck
It's alright, we're doin' fine
It's alright, we're doin' fine, fine, fine
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, baby, baby
Thunderstruck, you've been Thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, Thunderstruck
You've been Thunderstruck

Thursday, July 30, 2015

AC/DC - This Means War



Keep your head down

I
I want you
I want you to
I want you to march
Eyes goes 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
The treaty gone, see the bandits fly
Dig the trench, watch the blast
Shell shock come, coming fast
Name and rank, on parade
We might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what it means
Do you know what it means
This
Means
War
This means war
This means war
This means war
I said this means war
This means war
This means war
The bullet got your number on it
Run for cover
Hit the dirt
Call for your mother
Yeah
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
Volunteer, one pace back
On the beach
Ain't no place for kids
Well the flack is high on the bomber run
You don't talk back to an ack ack gun
The fire rage and your in a blitz
Keep your head or you're blown to bits
Name and rank on parade
We might get laid by a hand grenade
You know what it means
Do you know what it means
This
Means
War

Who go there is it friend or foe
Propaganda time on the radio
Top brass shout as they clown around
And the peace talks die in Geneva town
Do you know what it means
Do you know what it means
Do you know what it means
Do you know what it means
This
Means war
This
Means war
I said this means war
This means war
This
Means war
Where's the 7th Calvary

This means war, told you before
I said this
Means war, you know the score
I said this means war
This means war
This
Means
War

You're all dead

AC/DC - Two's Up



Last stand
Down to my last dime
I ain't got the sense to leave
The dealers cutting fine
Last throw
Back against the wall
Depending where the money is
Is where I'm gonna fall
Ace high
Hide your poker eyes
I didn't wanna laugh too much when
When I picked up the prize
Lady luck
Is standing at my side
I leave with more than I brought in
And get out with my life
Get out with my life

I go, you go
She go, we go
Two's up
Two's up
Gimme head, gimme tails
Gimme double up an' comin'
Doubled over on the rails
Gimme two's up
That's what I want

High up
When you're lookin' down
Then you see two animals just foolin' you around
Stray dogs
Gonna take them in
Don't know what your names are
Where you're goin' and where ya been
All day it's difficult to say, who is doin'
What was doing what to who, who's callin' out the play
I love, the way you slide an' slip
I like the way you girls work out
And make a partnership
Make that partnership
I go, you go
She go, we go
Two's up
Yes it's a two's up
Gimme head, gimme tails
Gimme double up an' comin'
Doubled over on the rails
Gimme
Gotta gimme double or quits

Two's up
Two's up
Like your partnership
Like the way you slip
There ain't nothing like a
That's the way it is
That's what I wanna hear
Gimme head, gimme tails
Gimme double up an' comin'
Over on the rails
Slow combustion
Drive me wild
Gimme head, gimme you
Gimme twice the satisfaction
Twice as far to go
And it's a two's up
Gonna be two's up
We're gonna have a two's up
Two's up
Two's up
There ain't nothing like a
Two's up

AC/DC - Ruff Stuff



I like 'em big
And I like 'em small
An' if I had to take the oath
I would take them all
Gimme that ruff stuff
That's what I want

She's a saint, she's a sinner
She's a rave rave rave
She's the one
She's the winner
Every way way way
She don't want love
No cabaret that's out
She like to play it wild
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind
Don't want no woman with a ball and chain
Don't wanna play that game
Just gimme that ruff stuff
I wanna ruff stuff
Baby gimme ruff stuff
If ya don't want ruff stuff
Don't wantcha face round here

Make ya shake, make ya shiver
Make ya pray pray pray
Gonna make you quake, and make you quiver
Turn ya grey grey grey
I don't need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out a touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
And I, don't want no woman with a ball and chain
Don't wanna play that game
Just gimme that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby gimme ruff stuff
If ya don't want ruff stuff
Don't wantcha face round here

I like 'em big
And I like 'em small
And if you ask me to take an oath
I would take them all

Gimme that ruff stuff

Gimme that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby gimme ruff stuff
Baby wanna ruff stuff
Ruff stuff baby
Baby gimme ruff stuff
Takin on the ruff stuff
I want it there
Don't wantcha face round here, I said
Don't wantcha face round here
I don't wantcha face round here

AC/DC - Some Sin For Nothin'



Heroes
Hard to find
Don't make the news till they're doing time
Schemers
Turn the screw
They get the word and they drop on you
Lay down the law
Black up the night
Run up a score
The vice is right
Dealers looking 'round
Wheel is turning round
Coming round on you
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 nothin'
Nothing at all

Nero
Evil mind
He was born way before his time
Heat on
Down below
You get 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
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 nothin'

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 nothin'

Ain't gonna sin for nothin'
You get nothing for nothing
Ain't gonna sin for nothin'
It don't make no sense

AC/DC - Nick Of Time



Wrong track, wrong line
Fast train never run on time
Bad blood, bad news
Hangin' by a rope got nothin' to lose
Mad bull, see red
Comin' at me happy when I'm dead
Jump fence, got away
Ain't got a likin' for the games he play
What ya gonna do
Everybody tryin' to find you guilty
Make you wanna toe the line
Saved by
Saved in the nick in time
I was saved in the nick

Slow plane, hard rain
Cold sweat and he show the strain
Look down, no ground
Black sky just the engine sound
Bail out, goodbye
Take my chances I don't wanna die
Count 10, just pray
The nick of time can save me any day
What ya gonna do
Everybody love a hero honey
Livin' on the danger line
Saved by
Saved in the nick in time
Saved in the nick in time

Loose sleep, get grief
Short day an' gettin' no relief
Quick punch, closed eye
You didn't do it you wonder why
Lynch mob, on your tail
Think they were searchin' for the holy grail
Leave town, got away
I didn't figure on them anyway
No I didn't
Everybody tryin' to find you guilty
Make you wanna toe the line
Saved by
Saved in the nick in time
In the nick of time
In the nick of time

I was saved in the nick of time

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

AC/DC - Kissin' Dynamite



Here she come here she come
Eatin' up the thrill
Sugarcane sugarcane
Dressin' up to kill
Like a fireball in the shadow
Like a storm that's gonna show
Like an overwound volcano
Gettin' set to blow
Set to blow
She got a nasty reputation
She got a healthy appetite
When she need some detonation
She set 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 the thunder in the mountain
Like the lightnin' in the sky
Like the eye of a tornado
She watch it all go by
All go by
Then she come for recreation
And she play her games at night
She wanna work on her vocation
She set the world alight
Set the world alight
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite

Here she come, here she come
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Here it come, about to blow
Just falling on you like a volcano
She got imagination on recreation
That's the way you want it
That's the way to go
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Baby I feel like kissin' dynamite
Feel like kissin' dynamite
Yeah feel like kissin' dynamite

AC/DC - Go Zone



Want some 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 got better things to do with my money
Don't need no private eye forget the FBI
Cos when the beaver sing let me out I'm closin' in
To the go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standin' 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

Gotta have my candy gotta have my sugar sweet
I wanna give you a treat
Givin' you directions you don't have to use your feet
Were on the same street baby
You gotta travel south south of my hungry mouth
An' there you'll find a friend until the bitter end
To the go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standin' 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 you gonna find down there
Ain't no red light to stop you

Get yourself a ticket
To the go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standin' up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock
In the go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standin' up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down

In the go zone

AC/DC - Meanstreak



I been to the left
I been to the right
I found myself in Abu Dadi just a mirage in the night
Been to the high
I been to the low
An' I been to lots a places that I didn't wanna go
But I ain't seen nothin' to get me off my ass
I laughed at all the jokers wanna make me walk on glass
I could walk
'for I could crawl
An' 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 got a meanstreak
Meanstreak
They call me meanstreak

I just don't
Who I wanna be
The count of Monte Cristo or the Sheik of Arabi
I've eaten rich
'an I've eaten free
I'm the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty
An' I ain't met no one who told me I got class
Say never feed the animal the boys got to much flash
I'm the guy
They just can't teach
And I always kick the castle that's been built up on the beach
Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See 'em fall, see 'em fall
I'm the guy they call

What's your name
Meanstreak
I got a meanstreak
I got a meanstreak
Runnin' down my back
I got a meanstreak
Wanna feel the meanstreak
They call me meanstreak
Meanstreak
What's my name

Meanstreak

AC/DC - That's The Way I Wanna Rock 'N' Roll



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
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 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
I'm gonna blow up my video
Shut down by radio
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

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, I got roll, roll, roll, roll
I'm gonna take this town turn it around
I'm gonna roll roll roll
I gotta roll, that's the way I want it
Roll, roll, roll, gotta hear it now
I'm gonna take this town turn it around
I'm gonna roll roll roll
Blow up my video
Shut down by radio
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

AC/DC - Heatseeker



We're getting ready, here we go

We're gettin' ready to rock
Gettin' ready to roll
Gonna turn up the heat
Gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turnin'
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tyres burnin'
I got the best you've ever seen
And I'm a heatseeker
Chargin' out 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 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 hear that lady scream
Cos I'm a heatseeker
Burnin' 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
Here it comes

Heatseeker
I wanna see you get up
See the whites of your eyes
I'm a heatseeker
I'm gonna measure you
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
Heatseeker
Out on the street feel the heat