AC-DC - The Razors Edge

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The Razors Edge by AC-DC: liriks to the entire album! Song #1: ThunderStruck
Song #2: Fire Your Guns
Song #3: Moneytalks
Song #4: The Razors Edge
Song #5: Mistree For Christmas
Song #6: Rock Your Little Heart Out
Song #7: Are You Ready
Song #8: Got You By The Balls
Song #9: Shot Of Love
Song #10: Lets Make It
Song #11: Goodbye and Good Riddance to Bad Luck
Song #12: If You Dare

ThunderStruck song liriks.
I was caught In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) I looked round And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder) My mind raced And I thought what could I do (Thunder) And I knew There was no help, no help from you (Thunder) Sound of the drums Beatin' in my heart The thunder of guns Tore me apart You've been - thunderstruck Went 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 I was shaking at the knees Could I come again please? Yeah the ladies were too kind You've been - thunderstruck, thunderstruck Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck Oh, thunderstruck, yeah Now we're shaking at the knees Could I come again please? Thunderstruck, thunderstruck Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah Said yeah, it's alright We're doing fine Yeah, it's alright We're doing fine (So fine) Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah, Tunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck Whoa baby, baby, thunderstruck You've been thunderstruck, thunderstruck Thunderstruck, thunderstruck You've been thunderstruck ?

Fire Your Guns song liriks.
Wild beast, I'll make you mine Taste your kiss, sweet lips devine She got moves, drips of sweat She got eyes of blue, body curves 'n Legs that'll break your nerves CHORUS: Fire - when she's going down Fire - then she make you drown Fire - then she blow you round Yeah, You want some fun Fire your guns Fire your guns Fire your guns Fire your guns That lady bites, hard style Drips of sex, eyes are wild She got moves, long long legs She got eyes of blue, body curves Legs that'll shake the earth CHORUS Yeah, you want some fun You gotta fire your guns fire your guns you gotta fire your guns fire your guns (yeah, yeow!) Yeah CHORUS yeah, you want some fun Gotta fire your guns Fire your guns (x9) ?

Moneytalks song liriks.
Tailored suits, chauffered cars Fine hotels and big cigars Up for grabs, up for a price Where the red hot girls keep on dancing 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 painting on the wall Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk A French maid, foreign chef A big house with king size bed You've had enough, you ship them out The dollar's up - down, you'd 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 broke the laws You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk Moneytalks, yeah, yeah Money talks, B.S. walks Money talks, come on, come on Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk Moneytalk, moneytalk, talk, talk Hear it talk Moneytalk ?

The Razors Edge song liriks.
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 razors edge You're living on the edge Don't know wrong from right They're breathing down your neck You're running out of lives And here comes the razors edge Here comes the razors edge The razors edge Razors edge, to raise the dead Razors edge, to cut to shreds To raise the dead Here comes the razors edge Here comes the razors edge Well here it comes to cut to shreds The razors edge The?
razors edge [It's the razor's edge] Gotta razors edge [Well, the razor's edge] You'll be cut to shreds [that you'll be cut to shreds] by the razors edge [gotta razor's edge] Gotta razors edge [by the razor's edge] ?

Mistree For Christmas song liriks.
Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the day I just can't wait till Christmas time When I can grope you in the hay Easy come, easy go Have a good time with lots of dough Slippin' up high, slippin' down low Love'm and leave'm on with the show Listen, I like female form in minimal dress Money to spend with a capital "S" Get a date with the woman in red Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed He got it, I want it They got it, I can't have it But I want it, it don't matter She got it, but I can't get it I want a mistress for Christmas Easy come, easy go Slippin' high, slippin' low He got it, I want it They got it, I can't have it I want it, don't matter She got it, and I can't get a - Mistress for Christmas You know what I'm talkin' about I want the woman in red with bow in my bed I can hear you coming down my smoke stack I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells ?

Rock Your Little Heart Out song liriks.
Got the devil in you Got the devil in me Play a dangerous tune Come on and dance with thee You got to throw your fists up Shout your mouth out Beat the walls down Got to freak out Rock your little Rock your little Rock your little heart out (You gotta rock it on down) Got everything you want Got everything you need Don't worry about the cost Just sell your soul to me You gotta bring the house down Beat the drums loud Bleed your life dry Climb on lets fly Rock your little Rock your little Rock your little heart out Rock, rock your little heart out (Rock it on down) (Cut your teeth on this) You gotta put your foot down Beat your chest hard Blow your brains out Feel her shout loud You gotta rock your heart out Rock your heart out Rock, rock your little heart out (You rocket of love) ?

Are You Ready song liriks.
Sweet apple pie Standing in the street Hands outta line Looking for some meat She take you high When you feel her sting She make you fly And you know you're coming Who all need it - who Who all need it - you Who all need it, who all need it You all breathe it, we all need it Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line She making eyes At everything she meet ain't it a crime When she make you pump heat She make you fly Because that's her thing She make you dry And you know you're broken in Who all need it, who all need it You all breathe it, we all need it Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line ?

Got You By The Balls song liriks.
Hey mister businessman Head of the company Are you looking for a lady One who likes to please? Hey mister businessman This one likes to tease With a special service In French quantities But she won't sacrifice What you want tonight She won't come across Unless there's money in her hand And she's calling all the shots She got you by the balls Hey mister businessman High society She can play the school girl And spank you all you please But she won't sacrifice What you want tonight She won't come across Unless there's money in her hand She don't go overtime She got you by the balls (Kiss your balls goodbye) Hang it left, hang it right, Got you by the balls Got your shorts, got your curlies Got you - by the balls She got you by the balls ?

Shot Of Love song liriks.
Come on honey, take a trip with me We'll take a double shot of ectasy I'll drink some water from a wooden cup Keep a rocking till the sun comes up CHORUS: And I warn you It's the best shot of your life And I warn you It's the best shot of your life Shot of love Shot of love Rock you little lady make you blow and bleed A little bit of what you need is guarante?
ed Come on now honey we'll get full of desire A humping and a bumping till we start a fire CHORUS (Shot of love - I'm gonna make you plead) CHORUS Like to plead? Shot of love A humping and pumping got you jumping Shot of love A little bit of what you need is guaranteed Shot of love Let me warn you, I'm coming for you Shot of love Come on give me shot of love ?

Lets Make It song liriks.
Hey sugar baby So hot and tasty Come on give me some love You're driving me wild It's way past midnight Why don't we take a ride We'll make some honey As we're cruising real slowly Lets make it, don't waste it Lets make it, come on and taste it I'll be your ladies man If you'll give me the chance We'll keep a jumpin' Till the music run dry And if we take a rest We'll smoke some cigarettes And start a smoking Going out of control Lets make it, don't waste it Lets make it, come on and taste it Nah Nah Nah Nah Let's not waste it Nah Nah Nah Nah We're gonna make it Lets make it, don't waste it Lets make it, come on and taste it ?

Goodbye and Good Riddance to Bad Luck song liriks.
Getting bombed out on booze Got nothing to lose Run out of money Disposable blues Sleazy hotels Like living in hell The girls on the hustle With nothing to sell Want something for nothing It's always the same Keep pushing and shoving And I'm down on the game Always in trouble Forever detained Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye And good riddance to bad luck Well spread out the news There's a free man loose Back out of jail And chasing some flueze Padlocks and chains Broken the chains Lay down a claim For monetary gains Wonder what's coming Out for the take Freedom for loving And lust for the taste Eyes are wide open (Wild?) to the game Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye And good riddance to bad luck ?

If You Dare song liriks.
Honey do you love me Love me like you do Woman won't you come outside and play If you dare Woman if you love me Love me like you do Love me like you say Woman won't you come outside and play If you dare Come on outside If you dare Come outside and play ?

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