If You Want Blood Line-up : Young, Young, Scott, Williams, Rudd Producteur : Harry Vanda and George Young Lieu d'enregistrement : Glasgow, Ecosse 01. Riff Raff 02. Hell Ain't A bad Place To Be 03. Bad Boy Boogie 04. The Jack 05. Problem Child 06. Whole Lotta Rosie 07. Rock' N' Roll Damanation 08. High Voltage 09. Let There Be Rock 10. Rocker -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 01. 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 (Beginning of the end) Say they've all been there Too late my friend 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 Riff raff Always good for a laugh (ha ha ha) Riff raff Go on, laugh yourself in half -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 02. Hell Ain't A bad Place To Be Hey you Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not Puts me down, fool me 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 see Pours my beer, licks my ear Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't a bad place to be Spends my money, drinks my booze, stays out every night And I got to thinking "Hey, just a minute, something ain't right" All these disillusions and confusion Make me wanna cry Oh, the shame, you played your games Tellin' me your lies Don't mind her playing a demon As long as it's with me If this is hell, then you could say It's heavenly Hell ain't a bad place to be This is the night, turn down the lights Closes up on me Opens my heart, tears it 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 Hell ain't no bad place to be Hell ain't no bad place to be -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 03. Bad Boy Boogie 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 Do the bad boy boogie Bad boy boogie Bad boy boogie -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 04. The Jack 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 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 05. Problem Child 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)... -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 06. Whole Lotta Rosie 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 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 07. Rock' N' Roll Damanation 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 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 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 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 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 08. High Voltage 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 I dig doin' one night stands And you wanna see me do my thing All you gotta do is plug me into high I said high High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage High voltage rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll You ask me why I like to dance And you ask me why I like to sing And you ask me why I like to play I got to get my kicks some way And you ask me what I'm all about Come and let me hear you shout high I said high High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage High voltage rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll I said high, I said high Waaaah! High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage High voltage rock 'n' roll Spotlight, put the lights out, happy hour High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll Wine, women and song High voltage, high voltage Wine women and song High voltage rock 'n' roll -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 09. Let There Be Rock 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 the blues No one knew what they was gonna do But Tchaikovsky had the news He said "Let there be sound", and there was sound "Let there be light", and there was light "Let there be drums", and there was drums "Let there be guitar", and there was guitar "Let there be rock" And it came to pass That rock 'n' roll was born All across the land every rockin' band Was blowing up a storm The guitarman got famous The businessman got rich And in every bar there was a super star With a seven year itch There were fifteen million fingers Learning how to play And you could hear the fingers picking And this is what they had to say "Let there be light" "Sound" "Drums" "Guitar" "Let there be rock" One night in a club called "The Shaking Hand" There was a ninety-two decibel rocking 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" -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 10. Rocker 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