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Who Made Who - 1986
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Released: 24 May 1986 Recorded December 1985 Label: Albert Producer: Robert John "Mutt" Lange, Harry Vanda, George Young, Angus Young, Malcolm Young |
Line Up: Malcolm Young - Rhytm Guitar Angus Young - Lead Guitar Brian Johnson - Lead Vocals Cliff Williams - Bass Guitar Simon Wright - Drums |
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Available on: Who Made Who - 1986 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 © 1986, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Who Made Who Young/Young/Johnson 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 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? (or who picked up the glue,...)(?) Who made who, who turned the screw? Satellites send me picture Get it in the eye, take it to the world (take it to the wire) 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: 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? (or who picked up the glue,...)(?) Ain't nobody told you, who made who |
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: Fly On The Wall - 1985 Who Made Who - 1986 © 1985, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Sink The Pink Young/Young/Johnson Put your gear into fire Lay your bullets on the ground Turn your head to desire There's a woman going down She said she'll rack you up, all the way Then she gonna spit you out, count your days She says choice is yours, casually So why don't you do what comes naturally Sink the pink, it's all the fashion Drink the drink, it's old fashion Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you, a good time Sink the pink, sink the pink Got a fever running high Give you wings to make you fly She school you like a fool She make you break the rules She wanna give it a shot, hit the spot And I'm gonna rack 'em up, get it hot She said, make it good, satisfy You know that woman got Dallas eyes Sink the pink, it's all the fashion Drink the drink, it's old fashion Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you, a good time Sink the pink, sink the pink I want you to sink it for me... Sink the pink, sink the pink, it's all the fashion Drink the drink, drink the drink, it's old fashion Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you, a good time Sink the pink, sink the pink, sink the pink, Sink the pink Oh, oh ohhh, sink the pink |
Available on: Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap [Oz] - 1976 Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap - 1976 Who Made Who - 1986 Bonfire - Volts - 1997 © 1976, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Ride On Young/Young/Scott It's another lonely evenin' In another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed Ain't too young to admit it And I'm not too old to lie I'm just another empty head That's why I'm lonely I'm so lonely But I know what I'm gonna do I'm gonna ride on Ride on Ride on, standing on the edge of the road Ride on, thumb in the air Ride on, one of these days I'm gonna Ride on, change my evil ways Till then I'll just keep ridin' on Broke another promise And I broke another heart But I ain't too young to realize That I ain't too old to try Try to get back to the start And it's another redlight nightmare Another redlight street And I ain't too old to hurry Cause I ain't too old to die But I sure am hard to beat But I'm lonely Lord I'm lonely What am I gonna do Ride on Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket Ride on Ride on, going the wrong way Ride on, gonna change my evil ways Ride on, one of these days One of these days Ride on Ride on I'm gonna ride on Ride on, looking for a truck Ride on, hmmmm Ride on, keep on riding Riding on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on Ride on, gonna have myself a good time Ride on, ohh yeah Ride on, yeah yeah Ride on, one of these days Ride on, one of these days |
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: Fly On The Wall - 1985 Who Made Who - 1986 © 1985, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Shake Your Foundations Young/Young/Johnson You gotta see me leaning on the bar I got my head in a whiskey jar Feeling good cause the city's alive I'm getting ready to rock and jive I get up and I slide across the floor You wanna come an' I'll meet you at the door No one can stop us cause we're feelin' too right We're gonna steal our way around tonight Alright, alright Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it I was taking no liberties She getting hotter off the heat on me I was oiling, she was slick Licking off the sweat, her favourite trick Help me, help me please Tame this animal, and help me to breathe I said no, no way, you gotta come with me, all the way Ok I'll play Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it We had the night, we had the time She had the sugar and I had the wine Took my hand shook me to the core Told her not to touch but she was coming back for more You know what for Aye, aye, aye, aye Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations Make a sign |
Available on: For Those About To Rock - 1981 Who Made Who - 1986 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 © 1981, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) Young/Young/Johnson Oh yeah yeah! Oh oh oh! We roll tonight to the guitar bite Yeah yeah, ow! 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 outta the blue The sky’s alight with a guitar bite 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, salute 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 We salute you, c’mon (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 who give For those who take For those on the line and those on the make, we salute you, yeah We salute you, we salute you We salute you Fire ! |