: (A. Young M. Young B. Johnson) 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
got You get what you want Look out woman - I got guns for hire Shoot you with desire The guns for hire Shoot you with desire I'm a wanted poster A needed man
broken man Cold hearted man He was a cold hearted man Cold hearted man Cold hearted man Cold hearted man He was a cold hearted man Cold hearted man Cold hearted man
: (Thunder) (x10) I was caught In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) [...of a lightning attack] I looked round And I knew there was no turning
: It's criminal, there ought to be a law Criminal, there ought to be a whole lot more You get nothin' for nothin', and tell me who can you trust Well
: They say that you play too loud Well 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
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 your back door And run for your life The man
around What's she doing to me? Out for satisfaction, any piece of action That ain't the way it should be She needs love, smells out a man She's gotta
: Black shadow hangin? over your shoulder Black mark up against your name Your green eyes couldn?t get any colder There?s bad poison runnin? through
: (Razor's edge) (Razors) There's fighting on the left And marching on the right Don't look up in the sky You're gonna die of fright Here comes the
: Whiskey, gin and brandy With a glass I?m pretty handy I?m trying to walk a straight line On sour mash and cheap wine So join me for a drink boys We
In the beginning Back in nineteen fifty-five Man didn't know about a rock 'n' roll show And all that jive The white man had the smoltz The black man had
: Back in black I hit the sack I?ve been too long I?m glad to be back [i bet you know i?m...] Yes, I?m let loose From the noose That?s kept me hanging
: 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
: Push your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been peekin' all around While they're messin' about Better get your name, come on in Gimme that
The man who would be king Far, far away The man who would be king So far away The man who would be king So far away The man who would be king Far, far
exploding every single night Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light Brothers and their fathers joining hands and make a chain The shadow of the Wicker Man
an over and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we just don't get you see A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge
