purzik | ac dc

Il est né le 2 mars 1956 et n'a été dans le groupe que de 1975 à 1977.

Brian Johnson est né le 5 octobre 1947 à Newcastle. Il est le chanteur du groupe depuis Avril 1980.

Phil Rudd est né le 19 mai 1954 à Melbourne en Australie. Il est le batteur de Mars 1975 à Mai 1983 puis depuis Août 1994.

Bon Scott (Ronald Belford), est né le 9 juillet 1946 pour nous quitter le 19 février 1980. Il a été chanteur du groupe de Mars 1975 Février 1980.

Il est né le 30 Octobre 1946 en Angleterre. Il a été batteur de 1990 à 1994.

Cliff Williams est né le 14 décembre 1949 dans la banlieu londonienne. Il est le bassiste du groupe depuis Mai 1977.

Simon Wright est né le 19 juin 1963 et est batteur de 1983 à 1988 puis pendant la tourné américaine de 1988.

Angus Young est né le 31 mars 1955 à Glasgow en Écosse

Malcolm Young (grand frère d'Angus Young) est né le 6 janvier 1953 à Glasgow

If you're havin' trouble with your high school head
He's givin' you the blues
You wanna graduate but not in 'is bed
Here's what you gotta do
Pick up the phone
I'm always home
Call me any time
Just ring
36 24 36 hey
I lead a life of crime

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap

You got problems in your life of love
You got a broken heart
(She's) he's double dealin' with your best friend
That's when the teardrops start, fella
Pick up the phone
I'm here alone
Or make a social call
Come right in
Forget about him
We'll have ourselves a ball

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap

If you got a lady and you want her gone
But you ain't got the guts
She keeps naggin' at you night and day
Enough to drive you nuts
Pick up the phone
Leave her alone
It's time you made a stand
For a fee
I'm happy to be
Your back door man

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap

Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT
Done dirt cheap
Neckties, contracts, high voltage
Done dirt cheap

The following is a true story
Only the names have been changed
To protect the guilty

Well I left my job in my home town
And I headed for the smoke
Got a rock 'n' roll band and a fast right hand
Gonna get to the top
Nothing's gonna stop us, no nothing

So if you've got the money, we've got the sound
You put it up and we'll put it down
If you got the dollar, we got the song
Just wanna boogie woogie all night long
Yeah boogie

I got holes in my shoes
I got holes in my teeth
I got holes in my socks
I can't get no sleep
I'm trying to make a million

And I got patches on the patches
On my old blue jeans
Well they used to be blue
When they used to be new
When they used to be clean

But I've got a mama, whose a hummer
(And I've got a mama, whose a hummer)
Whose keeping me alive
(Just keepin' me alive)
While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys
(While I'm doin' drinkin, she's working 9 to 5 with the boys)
(She) knows her place that woman

Just you wait
One of these days see me driving round town
In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down
My bottle of booze
No summer time blues
Shouting out, "Look at me"
In my rock 'n' roll voice

Ain't no fun waiting round to be a millionaire...

"Hey hello Howard, how you doin', my next door neighbour?"
"Oh yeah, get your fuckin' jumbo jet off my airport"

Well me and the boys
Are out to have some fun
Gonna put on a show
Come on, let's go

There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight

Every night
There's a rock 'n' roll queen
Gonna quiver and quake
Gonna shake her thing

There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
(It's a rock 'n' roll show)

We got a big fat sound
Wanna share it round
Got a big bass drum
Gonna have some fun

There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight

Fuck this

I am hot
And when I'm not
I'm cold as ice
Get outta my way
Just step aside
Or pay the price
What I want I take
What I don't I break
And I don't want you
With a flick of my knife
I can change your life
There's nothing you can do

I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Yes I am
I'm a problem child
And I'm wild

Make my stand
No man's land
On my own
Man in blue
It's up to you
The seed is sown
What I want I stash
What I don't I smash
And you're on my list
Dead or alive
Got a .45
And I never miss

Oh, I'm a problem child
Ay, I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Just runnin' wild

Just watch your step

Every night
Street light
I drink my booze
Some run
Some fight
But I win, they lose
What I need I like
What I don't I fight
And I don't like you
Say bye bye
While your still alive
Your time is through

Cause I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Problem child
I'm a problem child
And my mother hates me
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child

(Problem child)...

She said she'd never been
Never been touched before
She said she'd never been
This far before
She said she'd never liked
To be excited
She said she'd always had
Had to fight it (and she never won)
She said she'd never been
Never been balled before
N' I don't think
She'll ever ball no more (fixed 'er good)

Hey squealer, when I held her hand
Squealer, made her understand
Squealer, when I kissed her lips
Squealer, and sucked her finger tips
Squealer, she started getting hot
Squealer, made it hard to stop
Squealer, it got too much
Squealer, I think I've got the magic touch

Big Balls

I'm ever upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all

I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all

And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody cums and cums again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire

I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night

I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all

And I'm just itching to tell you about them
Oh we had such wonderful fun
Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish...

Ball sucker

Leave me alone
Like a dog with a bone
Like a stone that's been thrown
Let me be on my own
Let me rock
Let me rock
Let me rock
Let me rock in peace

Outta my way
Got a boogie to play
Every dog has his day
Rock 'n' roll's here to stay
Let me rock
Let me roll
Let me rock
Let me rock in peace

Feels good
Mumma mumma I just like I knew it would

I get my kicks
Outta playin my licks
Outta layin my chicks
Down on Route sixty six
Let me rock
Let me rock
Let me rock
Let me rock in peace

Rock, rock, in peace
Rock, rock, in peace
Rock, rock, in peace
Rock, rock, in peace
Let me rock in peace

That's feels good
Mumma I just knew it would

Outta my way
Got a boogie to play
Every dog has his day
Rock 'n' roll's here to stay
Let me rock
Let me roll
Let me rock
Let me rock in peace

Rock, rock, in peace
Rock, rock, in peace
Rock, rock, in peace
Rock, rock, in peace
Let me rock in peace

Rock, rock, in peace, like Little Richard
Rock, rock, in peace, oh Jerry Lee
Rock, rock, in peace, Chuck baby
Rock, rock, in peace, I wanna rock
Let me rock in peace

It's another lonely evening
And 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 dragging 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 red light nightmare
Another red light 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
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on

There was a friend of mine on murder
And the judge's gavel fell
Jury found him guilty
Gave him sixteen years in hell
He said I ain't spending my life here
I ain't living alone
Ain't breaking no rocks on the chain gang
I'm breakin' out and headin' home

Gonna make a jailbreak
And I'm lookin' towards the sky
I'm gonna make a jailbreak
Oh, how I wish that I could fly

All in the name of liberty
All in the name of liberty
Got to be free

Jailbreak, let me out of here
Jailbreak, sixteen years
Jailbreak, had more than I can take
Jailbreak, yeah

He said he'd seen his lady being fooled with
By another man
She was down and he was up
He had a gun in his hand
Bullets started flying everywhere
And people started to scream
Big man lying on the ground
With a hole in his body
Where his life had been
But it was

All in the name of liberty
All in the name of liberty
I got to be free

Jailbreak, jailbreak
I got to break out
Out of here

Heartbeats they were racin'
Freedom he was chasin'
Spotlights, sirens, rifles firing
But he made it out
With a bullet in his back