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.
I'm on the highway to hell
Don't stop me!
And I'm going down
All the way
On the highway to hell
Pictures on the TV
Invader man take what he can
Shootout on the silver screen
Sticking 'em up and knocking 'em down
Living out a fantasy
There's a bad man cruising around
In a big black limousine
Don't let it be wrong
Don't let it be right
Get in his way
You're dead in his sights.
Big gun Big gun number one
Big gun Big gun kick the hell out of you
Show down
Big gun, got a hot one
Big gun, got a number one
Big gun, loaded and cocked
Big gun, hot hot hot
Got big gun, ready or not
Big gun, give it, give it a shot, c'mon.
Terminator Uzi makers Regulators
Gonna get you later
Big gun kick the hell out of you.
No stop signs, speed limit,
Nobody's gonna slow me down,
Like a wheel, gonna spin it.
Nobody's gonna mess me round.
Hey, Satan paid my dues,
Playing in a rocking band.
Hey Momma, look at me.
I'm on my way to the promised land.
Living easy, living 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.
Terminators, Uzi makers
Shootin' up Hollywood
Snakes alive with a.45
Gettin' off and doin' no good
If you ain't wise they'll cannibalize
Tear the flesh off of you
Classified lady killers
Preyin' in a human zoo
He'd saddle you up
And take you to town
Better look out
When he come around.
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.
We're just a battery for hire with the 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!
For those about to rock, fire! (We salute you)
Fire, we salute you!
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