Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Hotter than a rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell

I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire
Gonna set this town on fire

And if you need some lovin'
And if you need some man

Cop this
I'm hot, and when I'm not
I'm cold as ice
Get out of my way
Just Step aside
Or pay the price

What I want I take
What I don't I break
And I don't want you
With a flick of my knife
I can change your life
There's nothing you can do

I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child, yes I am
I'm a problem child
And I'm wild

Make my stand
No man's land
On my own
Man in blue
It's up to you

(well) You ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
and You wanna see me do my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high

I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, High voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll

You ask me why I like to dance

Hey you, yeah you

Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot
Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not
Puts me down, fool me around
Why she do it to me
Out for satisfaction
Any piece of action
That ain't the way it should be

She needs lovin'
Knows I'm the man
She's gotta see
Pours my beer
Licks my ear
Brings out the devil in me
Hell ain't a bad place to be

Spends my money
Drinks my booze

Well it's a dog eat dog, eat cat too
The French eat frog, and I eat you
Business man when you make a deal
Do you know who you can trust
Do you sign your life away
Do you write your name in dust

Hey, hey, hey
Every dog has its day
It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog

Dog eat dog, read the news
Someone win, someone lose
Up's above and down's below
And limbo's in between
Up you win, down you lose

She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a pair
But I had to try
Her Deuce was wild
But my Ace was high
But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down

Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh! She steals the show

She ain't exactly pretty
She ain't exactly small
Forty two, Thirty nine, Fifty six
You could say she got it all

Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doin' all the things
Doin' all the things you do

Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin and bones
But you got to give it all you got

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got slicked black hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Hotter than a rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell

I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire
Gonna set this town on fire

And if you need some lovin'
And if you need some man

(Yow! One, Two)
Out on the town, looking for a woman
Gonna give me good love
Anybody want to hang out with me?
And maybe burn me up?
She was standing alone over by the jukebox
Like she's something to sell
I said, Baby what's the going price?
She told me to go to hell

CHORUS:
Shot down in flames
Shot down in flames
Ain't it a shame
To be shot down in flames

Singles bar, got my eye on a honey

Hey you, yeah you

Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot
Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not
Puts me down, fool me around
Why she do it to me
Out for satisfaction
Any piece of action
That ain't the way it should be

She needs lovin'
Knows I'm the man
She's gotta see
Pours my beer
Licks my ear
Brings out the devil in me
Hell ain't a bad place to be

Spends my money
Drinks my booze

Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free

CHORUS:
I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

(I'm gonna rule you baby)

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take

Out of my way I'm running high
Take your chance with me and I'll give it a try
Ain't no woman in the world I know
'Cause I ain't looking for (an overflow?)
Oh baby I ain't got much
Resistance to your touch
Take off the high heels, let down your hair
Paradise ain't far from there

I wanna walk all over you
I wanna walk all over you
Do anything you want me to, baby
I wanna walk all over you

On the day I was born
The rain fell down
There was trouble brewin' in my home town
It was the seventh day
I was the seventh son
And it scared the hell out of everyone

They said drop, I said go
They said fast, I said slow
They said lost, I said no
I do the bad boy boogie

Bein' a bad boy ain't that bad
I had me more dirty women than most men ever had
All you women come along with me

She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a pair
But I had to try
Her Deuce was wild
But my Ace was high
But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down

Living easy, livin' free
Season ticket, on a one - way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell

No stop signs, speedin' limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down

I've been around the world
I've seen a million girls
Ain't one of them got
What my lady she's got
She steals the spotlight
Knocks me off my feet
She's enough to start a landslide
Just a walkin down the street
Wearing dresses so tight
And looking dynamite
Enough to blow me out
No doubt about it can't live without it

(CHORUS)
The girl's got rhythm (girl's got rhythm)

(well) You ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
and You wanna see me do my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high

I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, High voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll

You ask me why I like to dance

Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh! She steals the show

She ain't exactly pretty
She ain't exactly small
Forty two, Thirty nine, Fifty six
You could say she got it all

Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doin' all the things
Doin' all the things you do

Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin and bones
But you got to give it all you got

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got slicked black hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

Oi,
Oi,
Oi,
Oi,
Oi,
Oi,
Oi,
Oi,

See me ride out of that sunset
On your color TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean
Women to the left of me
And women to the right
Ain't got no gun
Ain't got no knife
Don't you start no fight

Cause I'm P.M.S. I'm dynamite
P.M.S. and I'll win that fight
P.M.S. I'm a power load
P.M.S. watch me explode

I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean

In the beginning
Back in nineteen fifty-five
Man didn't know about a rock 'n' roll show
And all that jive
The white man had the smoltz
The black man had the blues
No one knew what they was gonna do
But Tchaikovsky had the news
He said -

Let there be sound , and there was sound
Let there be light , and there was light
Let there be drums , and there was drums

Honey

Yeah, Honey

Do It

Wooooo, do it good

Do it all night
Every night

When you turn off the lights

Its outta sight!!

You hypnotize

Mezmorize

With your dirty eyes

Dirty eyes

Dirty eyes

Breathin

Breathin Heavy

Heavy

Heavy Breathin

Send shivers down my spine

And I'm so glad you're mine!

Turn me on

It was one of those nights when you turn out the lights
And everything comes into view
She was taking her time, I was loosing my mind
There was nothing that she wouldn't do
It wasn't the first, wasn't the last
She knew we was making love
I was so satisfied deep down inside
Like a hand in a velvet glove
Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Seems like a touch, a touch too much

It's criminal
there ought to be a law
criminal
there ought to be a whole lot more
you get a nothin' for nothin'
tell me who can you trust
we got what ya want
and you got the lust

Refrain:
If you want blood (YOU GOT IT)
If you want blood (YOU GOT IT)
BLOOD on the streets
BLOOD on the rocks
BLOOD in the gutter, EVERY LAST DROP, YOU WANT BLOOD
you got it
yes you have

It's animal

Old man's car, it's Saturday night
Got me a woman and I feel alright
Getting it on at the drive in show
Gonna sit in the back in the passion row.
Turn up the sound track, turn down the lights
There's a chance she wont, but there's a chance she might
Ain't no woman in the world I know
Ain't had her knickers on the automobile floor.

Whats that sound?
Somethings going down

Going out on the town
Just a me and you
Gonna have ourselves a party
Just like we use to do
Nobody's playing Manilow
Nobody's playing soul
And no one's playing hard to get
Just a good old rock 'n' roll

CHORUS:
Get it hot, get it hot
Come on baby, get it hot
Get it hot, get it hot
Alright

Moving down the motorway
Got a whole lotta booze
Got myself a sweet little (mother | mamma)

Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free

CHORUS:
I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

(I'm gonna rule you baby)

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take

She's got style that woman
Makes me smile that woman
She's got spunk that woman
Funk that woman
She's got speed my babe
Got what I need my babe
She's got the ability
To make a man outta me

CHORUS:
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls

She's got soul my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
All around the floor on her hands and knees

C'mon ...

Up in the morning and out to school
The teacher is teaching the golden rule
American history and practical maths
You studyin' hard and you're hopin' to pass
Ooh you're working your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the kitchen is ready to sell
But you're lucky if you can find a seat

Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the byways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken boned
Gettin' had
Gettin' took
I tell you folks
It's harder than it looks

It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you think it's easy doin' one night stands
Try playin' in a rock roll band

It's another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But I ain't too young to worry
And I ain't too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain't too young to admit it
And I'm not too old to lie
I'm just another empty head

That's why I'm lonely
I'm so lonely
But I know what I'm gonna do -

I'm gonna ride on
Ride on

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

Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringing Hell's Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells

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

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?

(ohh yea)
She's taking down easy
Going down to her knees
Going down to the cover
Down, down to 90 degrees (Ohh)
She's blowing me crazy
Till my ammounition is, dry

She's using her head again
She's using her head
She's using her head again

I'm just given the dog a bone
Given the dog a bone
Given the dog a bone
Given the dog a bone
I'm just given the dog a bone
Given the dog a bone

Flying on a free flight
driving all night
with my machine at me
cuz I I got the power
any hour to show the man in me
and those reputations
blown to peices with my artillery
woah I'll be gone and
we'll be riding
give what you got to me

Don't you struggle
don't you fight
don't you worry cuz it's your turn tonight.

let me put my love into you babe
let me put my love on the line

Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes I'm, let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I keep looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the herse 'cause I'll never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Usin' 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

She was a fast machine,
She kept her motor clean,
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen,

She had sightless eyes,
Telling me no lies,
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 started shaking,
The earth was quaking,
My mind was achin',
And we were makin' it and you...

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 check
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

I'm truning down to the street on the street
Hes kicking everything with his feet with his feet
I'm on the right side of a long of a long
Dont give, dont fate, dont sleep at night
And Shake A leg
Shake a leg
Shake a leg
Shake it down

Keeping out of trouble
With eyes in the back of my face
Kicking dancing in the calss
And they tell me im a damn descries
The tell me what they think

(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