AC/DC? Фашизм? Где?
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HIGHWAY TO HELL
(Young - Young -Scott)
Livin' easy, lovin' free, season ticket on a one-way ride
Askin' nothin', leave me be, takin' everythin' in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing that I'd rather do
Goin' 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
No stop signs, speed limit, nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it, nobody's gonna mess me around
Hey Satan, payin' my dues, playin' in a rockin' band
Hey Mumma, look at me, I'm on my way to the promised land
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to Hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Don't stop me
I'm on the highway to hell
On the highway to hell
Highway to Hell
I'm on the highway to hell
And I'm going down, all the way
I'm on the highway to hell
© 1979, J. Albert & Son, Pty.
BACK IN BLACK
(Young - Young - Johnson)
Back in black, I hit the sack
I 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 hearse cause I'll never die
I got nine lives cat's eyes
Abusing every one of them and runnin' wild
'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 the gang
They gotta 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
'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
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
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
Outta sight
© 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty.
THUNDERSTRUCK
(Young - Young)
thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder
I was caught
in the middle of a railroad track
I looked round
and I knew there was no turning back
my mind raced
and I thought what could I do
and I knew
there was no help, no help from you
sound of the drums
beating in my heart
the thunder of guns
tore me apart
you've been
Thunderstruck
rode down the highway
broke the limit, we hit the ton
went through to Texas, yeah Texas, and we had some fun
we met some girls
some dancers who gave a good time
broke all the rules
played all the fools
yeah yeah they, they, they blew our minds
and I was shaking at the knees
could I come again please
yeah them ladies were too kind
you've been
Thunderstruck
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
© 1990, J. Albert & Son, Pty.
Rock N Roll Train
One hot angel
One cool devil
Your mind on the fantasy
Livin' on the ecstasy
Give it all, give it
Give it what you got
Come on give it all a lot
Pick it up, move it
Give it to the spot
Your mind on fantasy
Livin' on ecstasy
Chorus:
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
One hot ringin' bell
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Your mind on fantasy
Livin' on the ecstasy
Chorus:
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train yeah (Running right off the track)
On the Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
(Angus Guitar Solo)
One hot southern bell
Son of a devil
A school boy spelling "bee"
A school girl with a fantasy
One hot ringin' bell
Old school rebel
The ten on the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot Yeah
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it what you got
You know she's just like a
Chorus:
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
She's coming off the track
Runaway Train (Running right off the track)
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)