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 These AC/DC style rock guitar instrumentals were recorded in my home recording studio located in Gem Lake, Minnesota (pictured above). My songwriting partner and friend, Steve Laws Anderson and I also recorded our songs titled How Come I Don't Have Anyone and Believe In Love in this unlimited-track digital computer recording studio. |
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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 nothin' that I'd rather do Goin' down Party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell 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 the way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell 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 (highway to hell) I'm on the highway to hell (highway to hell) highway to hell (highway to hell) highway to hell (highway to hell) And I'm goin' down All the way I'm on the highway to hell |
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 hangin' about I keep lookin' at the sky 'cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse. 'cause I'll never die I got nine lives cat's eyes A busin' 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 Well, back in black yes, I'm back in black Back in the back of a cadilac Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack Yes, I give a bang with the gang They gotta catch me if they want me to hang Coz I'm back on the track and I'm beatin' the flak Nobody' gonna get me on another rap Don't look at me now, I'm just makin' my bed Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way CHORUS: 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, back in black Yes I'm back in black Out of the sack |
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 CHORUS: Hell's Bells Yeah, Hell's Bells You got me ringing Hell's Bells My temperature's high, Hell's Bells I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine If you're into evil you're a friend of mine See my white light flashing as I split the night 'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's puttin' up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get you, Satan get you CHORUS yeow Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now Hell's Bells, the temperature's high Hell's Bells, across the sky Hell's Bells, they're takin' you down Hell's Bells, they're draggin' you around Hell's Bells, gonna split the night Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah Ow, ow, ow, ow Hell's Bells |
See me ride out of the sunset On your colour 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 But don't you start no fight 'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite T.N.T. and I'll win the fight T.N.T. I'm a power load T.N.T. watch me explode I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean I'm a wanted man Public enemy number one Understand So lock up your daughter Lock up your wife Lock up the back door And run for your life The man is back in town Don't you mess me 'round 'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite T.N.T. and I'll win the fight T.N.T. I'm a power load T.N.T. watch me explode |
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 the ladies were too kind You've been, thunderstruck Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck, yeah I was shaking at kness Could I come again please Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck Yeah, it's alright, we're doin' fine Yeah, 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 |
The video game says "Play me" Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a one on one Feeling running down your spine Nothing gonna save your one last dime cause it owns you Through and through The databank knows my number Says I gotta pay cause I made the grade last year Feel it when I turn the screw Kicks you round the world, there ain't a thing that it can't do Do to you CHORUS: Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made them and they made you Who picked up the bill, and who made who? Who made who, who turned the screw? Satellites send me picture Get it in the eye, take it to the world spinning like a dynamo Feel it going round and round Running out of chips, you got no line in an 8-bit town So don't look down, no CHORUS Ain't nobody told you, who made who? |
She was a fast machine She kept her motor clean She was the best damn woman that I've ever seen She had the sightless eyes Telling me no lies Knockin' me out with those American thighs Takin' more than her share Had me fighting for air She told me to come but I was already there 'Cause the walls start shaking The earth was quakin' My mind was achin' And we were makin' it and you - Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me all night long Working double time On the seduction line She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine She wanted no applause Just another course Made a meal outta me and came back for more Had to cool me down To take another round Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing 'Cause the walls were shakin' The earth was quakin' My mind was achin' And we were making it and you - Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me all night long And knocked me out and then you Shook me all night long You had me shakin' and you Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me Well you took me You really took me and you Shook me all night long Ooooh you Shook me all night long Yeah, yeah, you Shook me all night long You really took me and you Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me All night long |
We roll tonight [we're on tonight] Till the guitar bite Yeah, yeah, oh Stand up and be counted For what you are about to receive We are the dealers We'll give you everything you need Hail hail to the good times 'cause rock has got the right of way We ain't no legend, ain't no cause We're just livin' for today For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you We rock at dawn on the front line Like a bolt right out of the blue The sky's alight with the guitar fight Heads will roll and rock tonight For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you Yes we do For those about to rock, we salute you Oooh, salute! Oooh, ooooh yeah We're just a battery for hire with a 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 Those about to rock - fire We salute you Fire We salute you We salute you Come on, whooa For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you For those about to rock, we salute you Shoot, shoot Shoot, shoot For those of you, for those who? Yeah (ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.) We salute you We salute you We salute you Fire |
There was a friend of mine on murder And the judge's gavel fell Jury found him guilty Gave him sixteen years in hell He said "I ain't spending my life here I ain't living alone Ain't breaking no rocks on the chain gang I'm breakin' out and headin' home" Gonna make a jailbreak And I'm lookin' towards the sky I'm gonna make a jailbreak Oh, how I wish that I could fly All in the name of liberty All in the name of liberty Got to be free Jailbreak, let me out of here Jailbreak, sixteen years ah Jailbreak, had more than I can take Jailbreak, yeah He said he'd seen his lady being fooled with By another man She was down and he was up Had a gun in his hand Bullets started flying everywhere And people started to scream Big man lying on the ground With a hole in his body Where his life had been But it was all in the name of liberty All in the name of liberty I got to be free Jailbreak, jailbreak I got to break out Out of here Heartbeats, they were racin' Freedom, he was chasin' Spotlights, sirens, rifles firing But he made it out With a bullet in his back Jailbreak, jailbreak Jailbreak, jailbreak Jailbreak, jailbreak Jailbreak, jailbreak Jailbreak, jailbreak |
If you're havin' trouble with the high school head He's givin' you the blues You wanna graduate but not in his bed Here's what you gotta do Pick up the phone, I'm always home Call me any time Just ring 36 24 36 hey I lead a life of crime Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) You got problems in your life of love You got a broken heart He's double dealin' with your best friend That's when the teardrops star fella Pick up the phone, I'm here alone Or make a social call Come right in, forget 'bout him We'll have ourselves a ball hey Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) Yeahhh If you got a lady and you want her gone But you ain't got the guts She keeps naggin' at you night and day Enough to drive you nuts Pick up the phone, leave her alone It's time you made a stand For a fee, I'm happy to be Your back door man hey Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) yeah (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) (Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT (Done dirt cheap) Neck ties, contracts, high voltage (Done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, Done dirt cheap Dirty deeds, dirty deeds, dirty deeds, Done dirt cheap, ahhhhh |
Ridin' down the highway Goin' to a show Stop in all the by-ways 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 a long way to the top If you wanna rock 'n' roll Hotel, motel Make you wanna cry Lady do the hard sell Know the reason why Gettin' old Gettin' grey Gettin' ripped off Under-paid Gettin' sold Second hand That's how it goes Playin' in a band 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 wanna be a star of stage and screen Look out it's rough and mean 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 Well, it's a long way It's a long way, (they tell me) It's a long way, such a long way (bagpipe!) |
Riot on the radio 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 [Chorus:] Big gun Big gun number one Big gun Big gun kick the hell out of you Terminators, Uzi makers Shootin' up Hollywood Snakes alive with a .45 Gettin' off and doing no good If you ain't wise they'll cannibalise Tear flesh off you Classified lady killers Preyin' in the human zoo They saddle you up And take you to town Better look out When he come around [Chorus] Yeah Show down Ooooh yeah yeah ye yeah yeah Big gun Big gun number one mmmmmm whoa whoa yeah yeah b - b - b - b - b - b - b 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 |
Yeow ! Tailored suits, chaufeured 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 paintings on the wall. Come on, come on, lovin' for the money, Come on , come on, listen to the money talk Come on, come on, lovin' for the money, Come on , come on, listen to the money talk A French maid, foreign chef, A big house, with kingsize beds. You had enough, you ship 'em out, The dollar's 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 money talk Come on, come on, lovin' for the money, Come on , come on, listen to the money talk Money talks, Yeah ! Come on, come on, lovin' for the money, Come on , come on, listen to the money talk Come on, come on, lovin' for the money, Come on , come on, listen to the money talk Money talks, talks, talks, Oh, here it comes, yeah, yeah, yeah ! Money talk ! |
All you women who want a man of the street Don't know which way you wanna turn Just keep coming And put your hand out to me Cos 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 I'm gonna pull it pull it Pull the trigger Shoot to thrill play to kill Too many women too many pills, yeah Shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will I'm like evil I get under your skin Just like a bomb that's ready to blow Cos I'm illegal I got everything That all you women might need to know I'm gonna take you down Yeah down, down, down So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it Pull the trigger Shoot to thrill play to kill Too many women too many pills Shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will Cos I shoot to thrill and I'm ready to kill I can't get enough and I can't get my fill Shoot to thrill play to kill Pull the trigger, pull it Pull it pull it Pull the trigger Shoot to thrill play to kill Too many women too many pills Shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will Cos I shoot to thrill and I'm ready to kill I can't get enough and I can't get my fill Cos I shoot to thrill play to kill Play it again Shoot you down, yeah I'm gonna get you down on the bottom girl Shoot you, I'm gonna shoot you Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm gonna shoot you down, yeah yeah I'm gonna get you down, down down down down Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down, Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you |
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