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

Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder
I was caught in the middle of a railroad track
I looked round and I knew there was no turning back
My mind raced, and I thought what could I do
And I knew there was no help, no help from you

Sound of the drums, beating in my heart
The thunder of guns, tore me apart
You've been, thunderstruck

Rode down the highway, broke the limit, we hit the town
Went through to Texas, yeah Texas, and we had some fun
We met some girls, some dancers who gave a good time
Broke all the rules, played all the fools
Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds

And I was shaking at the knees
Could I come again please
Yeah the ladies were too kind
You've been, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck, yeah
I was shaking at kness
Could I come again please
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck

Yeah, it's alright, we're doin' fine
Yeah, it's alright, we're doin' fine, fine, fine
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, baby, baby
Thunderstruck, you've been thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck

All you women who want a man of the street
But you don't know which way you wanna turn
Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me
'Cause I'm the one who's gonna make you burn

I'm gonna take you down, down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger

Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will

Yeah

I'm like evil, I get under your skin
Just like a bomb that's ready to blow
'Cause I'm illegal, I got everything
That all you women might need to know

I'm gonna take you down, yeah, down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger

Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill
I can't get enough, I can't get the thrill
I shoot to thrill, play to kill
Yeah, pull the trigger

Pull it, pull it, pull it, pull the trigger

Oh

Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women, with too many pills
I said, shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill
And I can't get enough, and I can't get my thrill
'Cause I shoot to thrill, play it again

Yeah

Shoot you down

Yeah
I'm gonna get you to the bottom and shoot you
I'm gonna shoot you
Oh hoo yeah yeah yeah

I'm gonna shoot you down yeah yeah
I'm gonna get you down
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh

I'm gonna shoot to thrill
Play to kill
Shoot to thrill

Yeah, ooh yeah

Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild

'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well, I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Back in the back
Of a cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
Yes, I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way

'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well, I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Well, I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Hooo yeah
Ohh yeah
Yes I am
Oooh yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Back in now
Well I'm back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back
Back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Out of the sight

The video game says play me Face it on a level
But it take you every time, on a one on one
Feel it runnin' down your spine
Nothin' gonna save your one last dime
'Cause it own you, through and through
The data bank know my number, says I gotta pay
'Cause I made the grade last year
Feel it when I turn the screw
Kicks you round the world
There ain't a thing that it can't do
Do to you, yeah
Who made who? Who made you?
Who made who? Ain't nobody told you
Who made who? Who made you?
If you made them and they made you
Who picked up the bill
And who made who? Yeah! Who made who?
Who turned the screw? Yeah!
Satellites send me a picture, get it in the eye
Take it to the wire, spinnin' like a dynamo
Feel it goin' round and round
Runnin' outta chips
You got no line, in the eight bit town
So don't look down, no!
Ain't nobody told you, oh!
Who made who? Who made you?
Who made who? Ain't nobody told you
Who made who? Who made you?
If you made them and they made you
Who picked up the bill
And who made who? Ain't nobody told you
Who made who? Who made you?
Who made who? Who made you?
Nobody told you

We're getting ready, here we go

Gettin' ready to rock, gettin' ready to roll
Gonna turn up the heat, gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turnin'
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tyres burnin'
I've got the best you've ever seen

Cause I'm a heatseeker, chargin' up the sky
Heatseeker, and I, don't need no life preserver
Don't need no one to hose me down
To hose me down

Getting ready to break, get ready to go
Get your shoes off an' shake, get your head down and blow
Ya gotta keep that woman firin'
You gotta keep that circuit clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream

Cause I'm a heatseeker, burnin' up the town
Heatseeker, I don't, I don't need no life preserver
Don't need no one to hose me down
To hose me down, here it comes

Heatseeker

Wanna see you get up, see the whites of your eyes
I'm a heatseeker
I'm gonna measure you, gonna try you for size
I'm a heatseeker

Ya gotta keep that motor turnin'
Ya gotta keep that engine clean
Ya gotta keep those tyres burnin'
I got the best you've ever seen
I'm a heatseeker
I don't need no life preserver
Don't need no one to hose me down

I'm a heatseeker, I'm a heatseeker, heatseeker

Out on the street feel the heat

She gave me her mind
Then she gave me her body
But it seems to me
That she gave it to anybody
But I made her cry
And I made her scream
I took her high
And I curdled her cream
But how was I to know that she had been there before
She told me she was a virgin
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

I searched her mind
And I searched her body
But so did everybody
But she gave me her heart
And she gave me her soul
And a great big, worn out
Empty hole
But how was I to know it had been filled in before
She said, "Bon, I've never had the urgency"
She was number nine, ninety-nine on the critical 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

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

Tailored suits, chauffeured cars
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, all for a price
Where the red hot girls
Keep on dancin' through the night

The claim is on you
The sights are on me
So what do you do, that's guaranteed
Hey little girl, you want it all
The furs, the diamonds, the paintings on the wall

Come on, come on, lovin' for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk

A French maid, foreign chef
A big house, with king size bed
You had enough, you ship 'em out
The dollars up, down, you better buy the pound

The claim is on you
The sights are on me
So what do you do, that's guaranteed
Hey little girl, you break the laws
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all

Come on, come on, lovin' for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk

Moneytalks
Moneytalks
B.S. walks
Money talks
Come on, come on

Come on, come on, lovin' for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk

I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young, but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

Hell's bells
Yeah, hell's bells
You got me ringing hell's bells
My temperature's high, hell's bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil, you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
Aw, I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

Hell's bells
Aw, hell's bells
You got me ringing hell's bells
My temperature's high, hell's bells

Yeow

Hell's bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's bells, the temperature's high
Hell's bells, across the sky
Hell's bells, they're takin' you down
Hell's bells, they're draggin' you around
Hell's bells, gonna split the night
Hell's bells, there's no way to fight, yeah

Ow
Ow, ow
Ow

Hell's bells

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

Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
She steals the show
She ain't exactly pretty
Ain't exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say she's 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 bone
But you give it all you got
Weighing in at nineteen stone

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

Oh honey, you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only one to turn
Only one to turn me on
All through the night time
And right around the clock
Whoo, to my surprise
Rosie never stops

She was a whole lotta woman
Whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta woman
Hey, ay, yeah

You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta Rosie
You're a whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta wo..ma..ma..ma..ma..man, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whole lotta Rosie
Whole lotta woman

Whole lotta woman

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I'd ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come, but I was already there

'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you

Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long

Working double time
On the seduction line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
She wanted no applause
Just another course
Made a meal out of me and came back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing

'Cause the walls were shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you

Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
And knocked me out and then you
Shook me all night long
You had me shakin' and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, you shook me
Well, you took me

You really took me and you
Shook me all night long
Ooooh you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, yeah, you
Shook me all night long

Your really took me and you
Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me
All night long

Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing that I'd rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

I'm on the highway to hell...

No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me round
Hey Satan, payed my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey Momma, look at me
I'm on my way to the promised land

I'm on the highway to hell...
(Don't stop me)

And I'm going down, all the way down
I'm on the highway to hell...

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

See me ride out of the sunset
On your colour TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean
Women to the left of me
And women to the right
Ain't got no gun
Ain't got no knife
But don't you start no fight

Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite
T.N.T. and I'll win the fight
T.N.T. I'm a power load
T.N.T. watch me explode

I'm 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 is back in town
Don't you mess me 'round

Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite
T.N.T. and I'll win the fight
T.N.T. I'm a power load
T.N.T. watch me explode

T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi
I'm dynamite (oi, oi)
T.N.T. oi
And I'll win the fight
T.N.T.
I'm a power load
T.N.T.
Watch me explode

We roll tonight
To the guitar bite

Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to recieve
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
Hail hail to the good times
'Cause rock has got the right of way
We ain't no legend, ain't no cause
We're just livin' for today

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

We rock at dawn on the front line
Like a bolt right out of the blue
The sky's alight with the guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire
Ready and aimed at you
Pick up your balls and load up your cannon
For a twenty-one gun salute

For those about to rock - fire
We salute you

Shoot, shoot

We salute you
(Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you)