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Back In Black - 1980
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Released: 25 July 1980 Recorded: April-May 1980 at Compass Point Studios in The Bahamas and Electric Lady Studios in New York Label: Albert Productions/Atlantic Records Producer Robert John "Mutt" Lange After the success of their previous album, Highway to Hell, Bon Scott and company began developing a new album. Some of the songwriting had been completed when Scott died unexpectedly from alcohol poisoning. When Brian Johnson became lead singer, the group decided to finish the songwriting they had started under Scott and 'Back In Black' was the final result. It contains some of AC/DC's biggest hits, including 'Hells Bells', 'You Shook Me All Night Long', and the title track 'Back in Black'. |
Line Up: Malcolm Young - Rhytm Guitar Angus Young - Lead Guitar Brian Johnson - Lead Vocals Cliff Williams - Bass Guitar Phil Rudd - Drums |
Track listing: Lyrics (Entire Album) |
| Lyrics: |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Who Made Who - 1986 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Hells Bells Young/Young/Johnson I'm rolling thunder, pouring rain I'm coming 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 ya, satan get ya Hells bells Hells bells, you got me ringing Hells bells, my temperature's high Hells bells I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine If you're into evil, you're a friend of mine See the white light flashing as I split the night Cos if good's on the left then I'm sticking 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 ya satan get ya Hells bells Hells bells, you got me ringing Hells bells, my temperature's high Hells bells Hells bells, satan's coming to you Hells bells, he's ringing them now Those hells bells, the temperature's high Hells bells, across the sky Hells bells, they're taking you down Hells bells, they're dragging you down Hells bells, gonna split the night Hells bells, there's no way to fight Hells bells |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Shoot To Thrill Young/Young/Johnson All you women who want a man of the street Don't know which way you wanna turn Just keep a 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 with too many pills, yeah Shoot to thrill play to kill I got my gun at the ready gonna fire at will, yeah 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 with 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 I shoot to thrill play to kill, yeah Pull the trigger, pull it! Pull it, pull it! Pull the trigger! Ah, shoot to thrill play to kill Too many women with 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 And I can't get enough and I can't get my fill Cos I shoot to thrill play to kill Yeah Shoot you down, yeah I'm gonna get you down on the bottom Shoot you, I'm gonna shoot you Ooh 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 down I'm gonna shoot to thrill Play to kill Shoot to thrill |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
What Do You Do For Money Honey Young/Young/Johnson You're workin' in bars ridin' in cars Never gonna give it for free Your apartment with a view on the finest avenue Lookin' at your beat on the street You're always pushin', shovin', satisfied with nothing You bitch you must be gettin' old So stop your life on the road All your diggin' for gold You make me wonder Yes I wonder, I wonder Honey, what do you do for money Honey, what do you do for money Ah, where do you get your kicks You're lovin' on the take and you're always on the make Squeezin' all the blood outta men They're all standin' in a queue just to spend a night with you It's business as usual again You're always grabbin', stabbin', trying to get it back in But girl you must be gettin' slow So stop your life on the road All your diggin' for gold You make me wonder Yes I wonder, yes I wonder Honey, what do you do for money Ah honey, what do you do for money What do you do for money honey How do you get your kicks What do you do for money honey How do you get your licks Honey, what do you do for money, I said Honey, what do you do for money, oh oh yeah (Honey), ah honey, (what do you do for money) What you gotta do for money (Honey), ah honey, (what do you do for money) What you gonna do Ah what you gonna do |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Given The Dog A Bone Young/Young/Johnson Oooh, yeah She take you down easy Going down to her knees Going down to the devil Down down at ninety degrees She blowing me crazy 'Til my ammunition is dry Ah she's using her head again She's using her head Ah she's using her head again I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) Giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) She's no Mona Lisa No she's no playboy star But she'll send you to heaven Then explode you to Mars Ah she's using her head again (using her head again) She's using her head (using her head again) Ah she's using her head again (using her head) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) Giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) She's got the power of union, yeah She only hits when it's hot And if she likes what you're doing Yeah she'll give you the lot, give it everything I got Giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) Giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) Giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) Giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm justa giving the dog a bone (giving the dog a bone) I'm just giving the dog, giving the dog, giving the dog Ooh I'm just giving the dog a bone |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Let Me Put My Love Into You Young/Young/Johnson Flying on a free flight Driving all night with my machinery Cause I, I got the power, any hour To show the man in me I got, reputations blown to pieces, with my artillery I'll be guiding in, we'll be riding Giving what you got to me Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'cause it's your turn tonight Let me put my love into you babe Let me put my love on the line Let me put my love into you babe Let me cut your cake with my knife Ah, like a fever burning faster You spark the fire in me Crazy feelings got me reeling They got me raising steam Now don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry cause it's your turn tonight, yeah Let me put my love into you babe Let me put my love on the line Let me put my love into you babe Let me cut your cake with my knife Cut it Let me, let me Let me put my love into you babe Let me put my love on the line Let me put my love into you babe Let me cut your cake with my knife Let me put my love into you babe Let me put my love on the line Let me put my love into you babe Let me give it all Let me give it all To you To you Give it all |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 Stiff Upper Lip - Australian Tour - 2001 © 1980, 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 Using 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 |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Who Made Who - 1986 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
You Shook Me All Night Long Young/Young/Johnson She was a fast machine she kept her motor clean She was the best damn woman that I ever seen She had the sightless eyes telling me no lies Knocking 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 start shaking The earth was quaking My mind was aching And we were making it And you shook me all night long Yeah you shook me all night long Working double time on the seduction line She's one of a kind she's just mine all mine Wanted no applause it's just another course Made a meal outta me And come 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 shaking the earth was quaking My mind was aching And we were making it And you shook me all night long Yeah you shook me all night long It knocked me out I said you Shook me all night long You had me shaking and you Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me When you took me You really took me and you Shook me all night long Ah, you shook me all night long Yeah yeah you shook me all night long You really got me and you Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me Yeah you shook me All night long |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Have A Drink On Me Young/Young/Johnson Whiskey gin and brandy With a glass I'm pretty handy I'm tryin' to walk a straight line On sour mash and cheap wine So join me for a drink boys We gonna make a big noise So don't worry 'bout tomorrow Take it today Forget about the cheque we'll get hell to pay Have a drink on me Yeah have a drink on me Yeah have a drink on me Have a drink on me C'mon I'm dizzy drunk and fightin' On tequila white lightnin' Yes my glass is getting shorter On whiskey ice and water Yeah so c'mon have a good time And get blinded outta your mind So don't worry 'bout tomorrow Take it today Forget about the cheque we'll get hell to pay Have a drink on me Yeah have a drink on me Yeah have a drink on me Have a drink on me Get stoned Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink on me C'mon Gonna roll around Gonna hit the ground Take another swing Have another drink Gonna drink you dry Gonna get me high C'mon all the boys Make a noise Have a drink on me (have a drink on me) Have a drink on me (have a drink on me) Have a drink on me (have a drink on me) Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Have a drink On, me |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Shake A Leg Young/Young/Johnson Idle juvenile on the street on the street He's kickin' everything with his feet with his feet Fightin' on the wrong side of the law of the law Don't kick don't fight don't sleep at night And shake a leg Shake a leg Shake a leg Shake it again Keepin' out of trouble with eyes in the back of my face Kickin' ass in the class and they tell me I'm a damn disgrace They tell me what they think but they stink and I really don't care Got a mind of my own move on get outta my hair Shake a leg shake your head Shake a leg wake the dead Shake a leg get stuck in Shake a leg shake a leg Magazines wet dreams dirty women on machine's for me Big licks skin flicks tricky dick's are my chemistry Goin' against the grain tryin' to keep me sane with you So stop your grinnin' and drop your linen for me Shake a leg shake your head Shake a leg wake the dead Shake a leg get stuck in Shake a leg shake a leg yeah Shake it C'mon Idle juvenile on the street on the street Kickin' everything with his feet with his feet yeah Fightin' on the wrong side of the law of the law yeah Spittin' and bitin' and kickin' and fightin' for more Shake a leg shake your head Shake a leg wake the dead Shake a leg get stuck in Shake a leg play to win Shake a leg shake your head Shake a leg wake the dead Shake a leg get stuck in Shake a leg Shake a leg Shake it |
Available on: Back In Black - 1980 Bonfire - Back In Black - 1997 © 1980, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution Young/Young/Johnson Alright Hey there all you middle men Throw away your fancy clothes And why you out there sittin' on a fence So get off your arse and come down here Cause rock 'n' roll ain't no riddle man To me it makes good good sense Good sense let's go Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar We got vibrations comin' up from the floor We're just listenin' to the rock That's givin' too much noise Are you deaf you wanna hear some more We'll just talk about the future Forget about the past It'll always be with us It's never gonna die Never gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll it will survive Yes it will I took a look inside your bedroom door You looked so good lyin' on your bed Well I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and love You said you wanna rock 'n' roll instead We'll just talk about the future Forget about the past It'll always be with us It's never gonna die Never gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' rolling will survive Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll will never die Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution Rock 'n' roll Ah rock 'n' roll Is just rock 'n' roll, yeah |