AC/DC

Style: Hard Rock 
Album: Powerage © 1978
AC/DC -  ''
1. Rock 'n' Roll Damnation 
2. Down Payment Blues 
3. Gimme A Bullet 
4. Riff Raff 
5. Sin City 
6. What's Next To The Moon 
7. Gone Shootin 
8. Up To My Neck In You 
9. Kicked In The Teeth 


Rock 'n' Roll Damnation
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 I'm a fool for you They say that your mind's diseased Shake your stuff CHORUS: 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 everything that you've done for me Thanks a lot Get up off your bended knees You could set your mind at ease My temperature's running hot I've been waiting all night for a bite of what you got CHORUS: 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 Damnation, they're puttin' you down Damnation, all over town Damnation, cause you're way outta reach Livin' on the streets you gotta practice what you preach CHORUS: 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 Damnation, left a happy home Damnation, to live on your own Damnation, you want to live in sin Damnation, it's a rock 'n' roll - Damnation, just a bundle of joy Damnation, you're a toy for a boy Damnation, you got dollars in your eye Damnation, chasin' that pie in the sky Damnation, rock 'n' roll - Damnation Riff Raff
See it on the television every day Hear it on the radio It ain't humid but it sure is hot Down in Mexico The boy is trying to tell me Near enough to the edge Say they've all been there Too late my friend CHORUS: Riff raff Always good for a laugh (ha ha ha) Riff raff Go on, laugh yourself in half (Smile awhile) Now I'm the kind of guy who keeps his big mouth shut Don't bother me Somebody give me one arm up Leave me in misery I've never shot nobody Don't even carry a gun I ain't done nothing wrong I'm just having fun CHORUS: Riff raff Always good for a laugh (ha ha ha) Riff raff Go on, laugh yourself in half Sin City
Diamonds and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lambourginis, caviar Dry martinis, Shangri-la I got a burning feeling Deep inside of me It's yearning But I'm going to set it free CHORUS: I'm going in to sin city I'm gonna win in sin city Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm gonna win in sin city Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim They're getting ready, look out I'm coming in So spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champaign on ice CHORUS: I'm going in to sin city I'm gonna win in sin city Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm gonna win in sin city



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