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Blow Up Your Video - 1988
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Released: 18 January 1988 Recorded at the Miraval Studio in Le Val, France, August-September 1987. U.S.: February 1, 1988. Label: Albert Producer: Harry Vanda, George 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: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 Live - 1992 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Heatseeker Young/Young/Johnson (Oooh, we're gettin' ready Ow Here we go hahaha I'm ready Oooh) Getting ready to rock I'm gonna fire up the coal I gotta keep that motor turning I gotta keep that engine clean I gotta keep those tires burning I've got the best you've ever seen And I'm a heatseeker charging up the sky And I'm a heatseeker, and I, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down To hose me down Getting ready to break Getting ready to go Get your shoes off and shake Get your head down and blow You gotta keep that woman firing You gotta keep that serpent clean You gotta make her sound the siren You gotta hear that lady scream Cause I'm a heatseeker, burning up the town And I'm a heatseeker, I don't, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down Don't hose me down (Aw yeah, here ya go, yow! Ready? Heatseeker!) I wanna see you get up And see the whites of your eyes And I'm a heatseeker, heatseeker, yeah! I'm gonna measure you up I'm gonna try you for size And I'm a heatseeker Gotta keep that motor turning You gotta keep that engine clean You gotta keep those tires burning I've got the best you've ever seen And I'm a heatseeker, and I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down, woah I'm a heatseeker And I'm a heatseeker Heatseeker Out on the street feel the heat |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 Live (Special Collector's Edition) - 1992 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
That's The Way I Wanna Rock 'N' Roll Young/Young/Johnson Party's gonna happen at the union hall Shaking to the rhythm 'til everybody fall Picking up my woman in my Chevrolet Glory hallelujah gonna rock the night away I'm gonna roll roll roll I'm gonna roll roll roll I'm gonna take this town, turn it around I'm gonna roll roll roll Now there's a blue suede bopping on a high heeled shoe Balling round together like a wrecking crew Oh be bopper lubba baby what I say You gotta get a dose of rock and roll on each and every day We're gonna roll roll roll We're gonna roll roll roll We're gonna take this town, turn it around We're gonna roll roll roll I'm gonna blow up my video Shut down my radio Told boss man where to go Turned off my brain control That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way Ooh that's the way I like my rock and roll That the way I want my rock and roll That's the way That's the way That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way That's the way That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way That's the way Oh! To rock and roll! Roll, roll, roll, I'm gonna roll, roll, roll I'm gonna take this town, turn it around, I'm gonna roll, roll, roll I'm gonna roll, roll, roll That's the way I want it Roll, roll, roll Gotta hear it loud Gonna take this town, turn it 'round Gonna roll, roll, roll Blow up my video Shut down my radio Told boss man where to go Turned off my brain control That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way I want my rock and roll |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Meanstreak Young/Young/Johnson (Ooh yeah) I've been to the left, I've been to the right I've found myself in Abudhabi, just a mirage in the night Been to the high, I've been to the low And I've been to lots of places that I didn't wanna go But I ain't see nothing to get me off my ass And I laughed at all the jokers wanna make me walk on glass I could walk 'fore I could crawl And I was meaner than a bad dog with his back against the wall Animal, animal Cannibal, cannibal See 'em fall, see 'em fall I'm the guy that they call - Meanstreak, I gotta meanstreak Meanstreak, they call me meanstreak I just don't know who I wanna be The count of Monte Cristo or the sheik of Arabia Eaten rich, and I've eaten free And I'm the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty And I ain't met no one who told me I got class They say never feed the animal, the boy's got too much flash I'm a guy they just can't teach And I always kick the castle that's been built up on the beach (heh ha) Animal, animal Cannibal, cannibal See 'em fall, see 'em fall Cause I'm the guy that they call - What's your name? Meanstreak I got a meanstreak Ooh I got a meanstreak Ooh I got a meanstreak Wanna feel a meanstreak? They call me meanstreak All the children say meanstreak What's my name? Meanstreak |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Go Zone Young/Young/Johnson Once I need relaxation Need to get some r 'n' r (That's rest and recreation) Don't need no vacation I don't have to go that far (I've got better things to do with my money) Don't need no private eye Forget the FBI 'Cause when the beaver sings Look out I'm closing in Go zone, ready to fly In the go zone, standing up high In the go zone, down on the block In the go zone, ready to rock Down, down, down, down, down down, down in the go zone Got to have my candy Got to have my sugar sweet (I wanna give you a treat) Giving you directions You don't have to use your feet (We're on the same street baby) You've got to travel south South of my hungry mouth And there you'll find a friend Until the bitter end Go zone, ready to fly In the go zone, standing up high In the go zone, down on the block In the go zone, ready to rock Down, down, down, down, down down, down in the go zone What are you gonna find down there? There ain't no red light district Get yourself a ticket to the - Go zone, ready to fly In the go zone, standing up high In the go zone, down on the block In the go zone, ready to rock In the go zone, leave me to die In the go zone, standing up high In the go zone, down on the block Go zone, ready to rock Down, down, down, down, down down, down in the go zone |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Kissin' Dynamite Young/Young/Johnson Here she come, here she come Eating up the thrill Sugar cane, sugar cane Dressin' up to kill Like a fireball in the shadow Like a storm that's gonna show Like an overwhelmed volcano Getting set to blow, set to blow She got a nasty reputation She got a healthy apetite When she needs some detonation She sets the fuse alight, the fuse alight Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Let it rain, let it rain Let me feel it pour Let it slide, let it slide Let me feel the core Like a thunder in the mountains Like the lightning in the sky Like the eye of a tornado She watch it all go by, all go by Then she kills for recreation And she plays her games at night She want to work on her vocation She set the world alight, set world alight Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Dynamite, here it come Dynamite, gonna blow Dynamite, just wanna warn you Dynamite, that the volcano Dynamite, she got no imagination or recreational (vow?) Dynamite, that's the way you want, that's the way he'll go Dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Nick Of Time Young/Young/Johnson Wrong track, wrong line First train to run on time Bad blood, bad news Long rope, got nothing to lose Mad bull seeing red Coming at me, happy when I'm dead Jump a fence, get away Ain't got a liking for the games he plays What you gonna do? Everybody trying to find you guilty Make you wanna toe the line Saved by, saved in the nick of time I was saved in the nick of time Slow plane, hard rain Cold sweat and I feel the strain Look down, no ground Black sky, just the engine sound Bail out, goodbye Take my chances, I don't wanna die Count ten, just pray The nick of time can save me any day What you gonna do? Everybody love a hero, honey Living on a danger line Saved by, saved in the nick of time Yeah, saved in the nick of time Lose sleep, get grief Some day get no relief Quick punch, closed eye You didn't knew it and you wonder why Lynch mob on your tail Think they were searching for the holy grail Leave town, get away I didn't figure on them anyway No I didn't today Everybody trying to find you guilty Make you wanna toe the line Saved by, saved in the nick of time Right in the nick of time In the nick of time I was saved in the nick of time |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Some Sin For Nuthin' Young/Young/Johnson Heroes, hard to find Don't make the news 'til they're doin' time Schemers turn the screw They get the word and they drop on you Lay down the law black of the night Run up a score, oooh the price is right Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round Coming round on you CHORUS: Some sin for gold Some sin for shame Some sin for cash Some sin for gain Some sin for wine Some sin for pain But I ain't gonna be the fool Who's gonna have to sin for nothing Nothin' at all Nero, evil mind He was born way before his time Lead 'em down below You got it right and away you go You gotta lay down the rules, push up the price Turn on the heat, put you on ice Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round Coming round for you CHORUS (Give it to me) (Ain't gonna do that) CHORUS Ain't gonna sin for nothing You get nothing for nothing Ain't gonna sin for nothing That don't make no sense, no, no |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Ruff Stuff Young/Young/Johnson I like 'em big and I like 'em small And if I had to take the oath I would take them all Give me that ruff stuff (It's what I want) She's a saint, she's a sinner She's a rave, rave, rave She's a woman, she's a winner In every way, way, way She don't want love Nor cabaret that's out She like to play around That suits me fine I like it better when she read my mind You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain Don't want to play that game CHORUS: Just give me that ruff stuff I want ruff stuff Baby give me ruff stuff You don't want ruff stuff? Don't want your face around here Make you shake, make you shiver Make you pray, pray, pray Gonna make you quake, make you quiver And turn you grey, grey, grey I don't need brakes They slow me down too much They keep me out of touch They lock me in I like it better when I pull the pin You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain Don't want to play that game CHORUS I like them big and I like them small And if they asked me to take an oath, I would have to take them all Give me that ruff stuff I want ruff stuff Baby give me ruff stuff Baby wanna ruff stuff Ruff Stuff Baby Baby give me ruff stuff Takin' all the ruff stuff (I want that) Don't want your face round here Don't want your face round here I don't want your face round my backyard any more |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
Two's Up Young/Young/Johnson Three is company Come on, Last stand Down to my last dime I ain't got the sense to leave The dealers cutting fine Last draw Back against the wall Depending where the money is Is where I'm gonna fall Ace high Hide your poker eyes I didn't want to laugh too much When I picked up the prize Lady Luck Standing at my side I'll leave with more than I brought in And I get out with my life I get out with my life CHORUS: I go, you go, she go, we go Two's up, it's a two's up Give me head, give me tails Give me doubled up and coming doubled over on the rails Give me two's up, it's what I want (Alright) High up When you're looking down Then you see two animals Just fooling you around Stray dogs Gonna take them in I don't know what your names are But you're gonna break them in All day It's difficult to say Who is doing what to whom Who's out of the play I love The way you slide and slip Love the way you girls work out And make the partnership Make that partnership CHORUS (Gotta give me double or quits) Two's up, two's up Like your partnership Like the way you slip There ain't nothing like a two's up That's the way it is, two's up It's what I want to hear Give me head, give me tails Give me doubled up and coming over on the rails Two's up, it's locomotion Two's up, you're drivin' me wild Give me high, give me low Give me twice the satisfaction Twice the pot of gold (?) And it's a two's up It's gonna be two's up We're gonna have a two's up, two's up, two's up, two's up There ain't nothin' like a two's up |
Available on: Blow Up Your Video - 1988 © 1988, J. Albert & Son, Pty. |
This Means War Young/Young/Johnson (You get your head down, will you) I I want you I want you to I want you to march Eyes go 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 Treaty gone, see the bandit fly Dig that trench, watch the blast Shell shock come, coming fast Name and rank on parade Might get laid by a hand grenade Do you know what this means? Do you know what this means? This - means - war This means war, this means war I said this means war, this means war This means war (Run for cover, hit the deck, call for your mother) 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 Volunteers, one pace back On the beach ain't no place for kids When the flack is high on a bomber run You don't talk back to an ack-ack gun Fire range, and you're in the blitz Keep your head or you're blown to bits Name and rank on parade Might get laid by a hand grenade Do you know what it means? Do you know what it means? This - means - war Who's going there, is it a friend or foe? Propaganda time on the radio Top brass shout as they clown around Peace talks die in Geneva town Do you know what it means? (This means war) Do you know what it means? (This means war) Do you know what it means? (This means war) Do you know what it means? (This means) This - means - war This means war I said this means war, this means war This means war (Where's the second gun?) This means war, I told you before, this means war You know the score, said this means war This means war This-means-war You're all dead |