If You Want Blood You've Got It 1978

Bon Scott - vocals;
Phil Rudd - drums;
Cliff Williams - bass;
Angus Young - guitar;
Malcolm Young - rhythm guitar.

Riff Raff
Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be
Bad boy boogie
The Jack
Problem Child
Whole Lotta Rosie
Rock 'n' Roll Damnation
High Voltage
Let There Be Rock
Rocker

RIFF RAFF
Young / Scott

Ya see it on television every day
Hear it on the radio
Ain't humid but it sure is hot
Way down in Mexico
The police tryin' to tell me
Beginnin' of the end
Sayin' it'll bend me
Too late my friend

Riff raff
Oh well It's good for a laugh, ah ah ah
Riff raff
Gonna laugh yourself in half
We'll have a real good time

Now I'm the kind of guy that keeps his big mouth shut
But don't bother me
Somebody kickin' me when I'm up
Leaves me in misery
I never shot nobody
Don't even carry a gun
I ain't doin' nothin' wrong
I'm havin' fun

Riff raff
Oh well it's good for a laugh, hey hey
Riff raff
Go on laugh yourself in half, yeah
Oh riff raff

HELL AIN'T A BAD PLACE TO BE
Young / Scott

Hey you, yeah you, oh

Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot
Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not
Puts me down, fool me around
Why she do it to me
Out for satisfaction
Any piece of action
That ain't the way it should be

She needs lovin'
Knows I'm the man
She's gotta see
Pours my beer
Licks my ear
Brings out the devil in me
Hell ain't a bad place to be, hey, hoo

Spends my money
Drinks my booze
Stays out every night
And I got to thinkin', just a minute
Somethin' ain't right
Disillusions and confusion
They make me wanna cry
And oh the shame, playin' your games
Tellin' me those lies

Don't mind ya playin' demon, baby
As long as it's with me
If this is hell
Let me say
It's heavenly
Hell ain't a bad place to be

Late at night
Turns down the light
Closes up on me
Grabs my heart
Tears me apart
Brings out the devil in me

Hell ain't no bad place to be
I said hell ain't no bad place to be, oh no
Hell ain't no bad place to be, baby
Hell ain't no bad place to be, ah, ah ah

BAD BOY BOOGIE
Young / Young / Scott

On the day I was born the rain fell down
There was trouble brewing in my home town
It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son
And it scared the hell out of everyone

They said stop, I said go
They said fast, I said slow
They said yes, I said no
I do the bad boy boogie

Being a bad boy ain't that bad
I've had me more dirty women than most men ever had
All you women come along with me
And I'll show you how good a bad boy can be

I said right and they said left
I said east and they said west
I said up and they said down
I do the bad boy boogie all over town

I wanna tell you no story, tell you no lie
I was born to love till the day I die
I just line them up and I knock them down
And they all came running when the word got round
(Just keep a running)

I said up, they said down
They said straight, I said round
They said lost, I said found
I said free and they said bound
Bad boy boogie

THE JACK
Young / Scott

She gave me her mind
Then she gave me her body
But she gave it to everybody
But I made her cry
And I made her scream, scream for me
And I curdled her cream
But how was I to know that she had been there before
She told me she was a virgin, any virgin in Glasgow?

She was number nine ninety nine
On the clinical list
And I fell in love with the dirty little bitch

She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
Gonorrhea!

[She's got the jack], Give it to me, give it to me
[She's got the jack], I want someone to give it to me
[She's got the jack], oooah feels good
[She's got the jack], hummm
[She's got the jack], aaaohh
[She's got the jack], sing it as loud as you like
[She's got the jack]
[She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack]
[She's got the jack], oh but she sure was good, aaaohh
C'mon Angus

She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack

PROBLEM CHILD
Young / Scott

I'm hot, and when I'm not
I'm cold as ice
When you see me comin'
Just step aside
Or pay the price

What I want I take
What I don't I break
And I don't want you
Flick of my knife
And I can change your life
There's nothing you can do

I'm a problem child, problem child
I'm a problem child, runnin' wild

Oh, and I like 'em hot, yeah
Late night
City light
I drink my booze
Some run
And some fight
But I win they lose

What I need I stash
What I don't I smash
And I don't need you
Say bye bye
While you're still alive, ah
Your time is through

I'm a problem child, problem child
I'm a problem child, and I'm runnin' wild, aaaah

Make my stand
No man's land
On my own
Man in blue
It's up to you
Oh the seed is sown

What I like I lick
What I don't I kick
And you're on my list
Dead or alive
I got a .45
You know I never miss

I'm a problem child, problem child
I'm a problem child, problem child
I'm a problem child, you know I am,
Problem child, I'm a back door man
Problem child, do your homework
Problem child, you know
Problem child, I'm a problem child
Problem child, I'm a problem child

WHOLE LOTTA ROSIE
Young / Scott

Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it come to lovin'
Oh she steals the show

She ain't exactly pretty
Ain't exactly small
Fort'two thirt'nine, fiftysix
You could say she got it all

Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doing all the things
Doing all the things you do

Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin and bones
But you give it all you got
Weighin' in at nineteen stone

You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
A whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
You're a whole lotta woman

Honey you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only one who turn
Only one who turn me on
All through the night time
Right around the clock
To my surprise, hey
Rosie never stopped

She was a whole lotta woman
Whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
She's a whole lotta Rosie
She's a whole lotta love

Ohh you're a whole lotta woman
Whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
You're a whole lotta Rosie, yeah

ROCK 'N' ROLL DAMNATION
Young / Scott

C'mon, yeah
They say that you play too loud
Baby that's tough
They say that you got too much
Can't get enough
They tell you that you look a fool
And baby I'm a fool for you
They say that your mind's diseased
Shaky stuff

And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

You say that you want respect
Honey for what?
For all the things that you've done to me
Thanks a lot
C'mon, get up off your bended knees
You can up your mind at ease
My temperature's gettin' hot
Oh I been waitin' all night
For a bite of what you got

Rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

(Damnation), oh they're putting you down
(Damnation), all over town
(Damnation), cause you're way outta reach
Livin' on the streets you gotta practice what you preach

Rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

(Damnation), you left a happy home
(Damnation), just to live on your own
(Damnation), you wanna live in sin
(Damnation), well it's a rock 'n' roll
(Damnation), you're just a bundle of joy
(Damnation), you're a toy for a boy
(Damnation), you're a happy home
(Damnation)

HIGH VOLTAGE
Young / Scott

Well you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
Well I dig doin' one night stands
And you wanna see me shakin' my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high

I said high, c'mon
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage, oh yeah
High voltage rock 'n' roll

And you ask me why I like to dance, one more dance
And you ask me why I like to sing
And you ask me why I like to play
Got to get my kicks some way
You wanna know me what I'm all about
Let me hear you shout high

I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage, yeah you
High voltage rock 'n' roll

Oh let's get a chant
Let's get a chant
High [high]
High [high]
High [high]
High [high]
Okay, c'mon

High voltage rock 'n' roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage
High voltage alright
High, roll, rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll

LET THERE BE ROCK
Young / Scott

In the beginning
Back in nineteen fifty five
Man didn't know 'bout a rock 'n' roll show
'N all that jive
The white man had the schmaltz
The black man had the blues
No one knew what they was gonna do
But Tschaikovsky had the news, he said

Let there be light, and there was light
Let there be sound, and there was sound
Let there be drums, and there was drums
Let there be guitar, oahh, there was guitar
Let there be rock, ...

And it came to pass
That rock 'n' roll was born
And all across the land every rockin' band
Was blowin' up a storm
And the guitar man got famous
The business man got rich
And in every bar there was a superstar
Who had a seven year itch
And there were fifteen million fingers
Learnin' how to play
And you could hear the fingers pickin'
And this is what they had to say

Let there be light, sound, drums, 'n guitar, ah
Let there be rock, c'mon

One night in a club called the Shakin' Hand
There was a 42 decibel rockin' band
And the music was good
And the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd

Let there be rock, ...

Oh let there be rock, yeah

ROCKER
Young / Young / Scott

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got slicked back hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
A rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
A rockin' rollin' man

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