(A. Young / M. Young / B.Scott)
They say that you play too loud
Well baby that's tough
They say that you got too much
Can't get enough
They tell you that you look a fool
Baby I'm a fool for you
They say that your mind's diseased, shaky stuff
It's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice
You say that you want respect
Honey for what
For everything that you done for me
Thanks a lot
Get up off your bended knees
You can set your mind at ease
My temperature's runnin' hot
I been waitin' all night
For a bite of what you got
It's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice
It's a hard life
Damnation, they're putting you down
Damnation, all over town
Damnation, Cause you're way outta reach
Living on the street you gotta practice what you preach
An it's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice
Damnation, you left a happy home
Damnation, To live on your own
Damnation, You wanna live in sin
It's a rock 'n' roll
Damnation, Just a bundle of joy
Damnation, you're a toy for a boy
Damnation, you got the dollars in your eye
Always chasin' that pie in the sky
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Originally posted by Lana
😐*points to door*
Go that way, please.
(A. Young / M. Young / B.Scott)
Diamonds and dust
Poor man last
Rich man first
Lamborghini's, caviar
Dry martini's, Shangrila
I got a burnin' feeling
Deep inside of me
It's a yearnin'
But I'm gonna set it free
In goin' in
To sin city
I'm gonna win
In sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm goin' win
In sin city
Let me roll ya baby
Ladders and snakes
Ladders give
Snakes take
Rich man poor man
Beggar man thief
You ain't got a hope in hell
That's my belief
Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready
Look out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel
Cut that pack
And roll them loaded dice
Bring on the dancin' girls and put the Champagne on ice
In goin' in
To sin city
I'm gonna win
In sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm goin' in
To sin city
(A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson)
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