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 outta the blue
The sky’s alight with a guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight

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

We’re just a battery for hire with the 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)
For those about to rock (We salute you)
For those about to rock, fire (We salute you)
Fire, we salute you

We salute you, c’mon
(For those about to rock, we salute you)
(For those about to rock, we salute you)
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
Shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot

For those who give
For those who take
For those on the line and those on the make, we salute you, yeah
We salute you, we salute you
We salute you
Fire

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





PUT THE FINGER ON YOU
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Oh yeah
I put the finger on you, yeah, my hands all outta control
Yes I, I can’t stop it gettin’ down on you
It’s movin’ on its own accord
Yes, I got fire in my finger tips, radiate it all to you
I can’t control it, can’t even hold it
It’s knockin’ on your door and you know what it’s for

I put the finger right on you
I put the finger right on you, you put your finger on me too
And I put the finger, I put the finger
Yeah I put the finger, I put the finger

I put the finger on you for sure
It’s a key to unlockin’ your door
Don’t you know, I broken through your security
My hands ain’t tied no more, you better watch out
I can’t control it, can’t even hold it
Sneakin’ up for your pleasure
You can feel it on your ankle, feel it on your knee
Feel it on your thigh, can you feel me

I put the finger right on you
I put the finger right on you, you put your finger on me too
And I put the finger, I put the finger
Yeah I put the finger, I put the finger on you
I can’t control it, can’t even hold it
Sneakin’ up for your pleasure
You can feel it on your ankle, feel it on your knee
Feel it on your thigh, can you feel me

Put it (right on you)
Put it (right on you)
I’ll do it if you (want me to)
Come on put it, come on put it

I put the finger on you, I put the finger on you
I put the finger on you, I put the finger on you
I put the finger on you, I put the finger on you
Put the finger, I put the finger on you
I put the finger on you, I put the finger on you

So close
I hit the spot
I put the finger on you
Right on
You

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





LET’S GET IT UP
(Young, Young & Johnson)

My my my

Loose lips sink ships
So come aboard for a pleasure trip
It’s high tide so let’s ride
The moon is risin’ and so am I

I’m gonna get it up
Never gonna let it up
Cruisin’ on the seven seas
A pirate of my lovin’ needs
I’ll never go down
Never go down

So let’s get it up
Let’s get it up, get it right up, yeah
Let’s get it up, right to the top
Let’s get it up, right now

Loose wires cause fires
Gettin’ tangled in my desires
So screw ‘em up and plug ‘em in
Then switch it on and start all over again

I’m gonna get it up
Never gonna let it up, no
Tickin’ like a time bomb, oh yeah
Blowin’ out the fuse box
I’ll never go down
Never go down

So let’s get it up, let’s get it up, get it up oh oh
Let’s get it up, right to the top
Let’s get it up, right now
Get it up, c’mon and wail!

Let’s get it up, c’mon let’s get it up, hey get it, get it
Let’s get it up, switch it on start it
Let’s get it up, oh yeah yeah
C’mon let’s get it up, let’s get it up, oh yeah
Let’s get it up, let’s get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it up
Right up

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





INJECT THE VENOM
(Young, Young & Johnson)

No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead
No mercy for the bad if they need it
Oooh, no mercy from me

Tell no truth and tell no lies
Cross your heart and hope to die
Never give what you can’t take back
Scratch like a cat
Oh inject your venom
It’ll be your last attack

No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead
No mercy for the bad if they need it
V.E.N.O.M.

Got no heart no, feel no pain
Take your soul and leave a stain
Come choose your victim
Take him by surprise
Go in hard and get him
Right between the eyes and

Inject the venom, oh
Inject the venom, c’mon
Inject the venom
Inject it all, ooh, stick it in, stick it

Come on, inject the venom
Inject the venom

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Inject the venom, get it all
Inject the venom
Inject the venom, inject it all
Inject the venom!

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





SNOWBALLED
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Crashed out of the market
Out on the floor
Washed up on the shore
Bombed outta the city
Out of the door
Blown up against the wall
Put out of the picture
Axe about to fall
Walk before you crawl
Dragged down to the bottom
Screamin’ for air
The shark must get his share

You can see it comin’ miles and miles away
Women, drink and money are gonna make you pay

Snowballed, ooh yeah
Snowballed, they done it again
Snowballed, makin’ me blind
Snowballed

The howl of the wolf
Snow in his eyes
Waitin’ to take you by surprise
Eye of the needle
Heat of the fight
Watch those teeth ‘cause they’re ready to bite

You can see it comin’ miles and miles away
Women, drink and money are gonna make you pay

You’ve been snowballed, yes you have
Snowballed, you been fooled again
Snowballed, that’s all
Snowballed, …

Snow, snow, …
Snowballed, snow
Snowballed, snowballed
Snowballed, snowballed
You been snowballed, snowballed
You been snow, you been snow
Snow, balled, balled, balled

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





EVIL WALKS
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Black shadow hangin’ over your shoulder
Black mark up against your name
Your green eyes couldn’t get any colder
There’s bad poison runnin’ through your veins

(Evil walks behind you)
(Evil sleeps beside you)
Evil talks arouse you
Evil walks behind you

Black widow weavin’ evil notions
Dark secrets bein’ spun in your web
Good men goin’ down in your ocean
They can’t swim ‘cause they’re tied to your bed, yeah

(Evil walks behind you)
(Evil sleeps beside you)
Evil talks arouse you
Evil walks behind you

You just cry wolf
I sometimes wonder where you park your broom, ah ah
Oh black widow

C’mon weave your web
Down in your ocean
You got ‘em tied to your bed
With your dark dark secrets
And your green green eyes
You black widow

(Evil) walks behind you
(Evil) sleeps beside you
(Evil) talks arouse you
(Evil) walks behind you

Evil walks behind you
Evil sleeps beside you
Evil talks arouse you
Evil walks behind you
Watch it walk, (evil sleeps beside you)
Evil talks, (evil talks arouse you)
Evil walks, (evil walks behind you)
Evil walks, you’re so bad

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





C.O.D.
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Call of a dog, cry of a bitch
The cream of a dream is the cause of the itch
Call on the doctor, cash on demand
If you get enough rope, might even hang

(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
(C.O.D.) The devil in me
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
Care of the devil in me, yeah

The curse of love is the cause of the pain
The crime of the day is when you do it again
Call on the doctor, cash on demand
If you give them a finger, they’ll take off your hand

(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
(C.O.D.) The devil in me
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
Care of the devil in me
Down to the devil with me

The call of a dog, cry of a bitch
The sign of the sinner is the size of his itch

Cry
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
(C.O.D.) The devil in me
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
(C.O.D.) Oh
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
(C.O.D.) The devil in me
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil
(C.O.D.) Care of the devil in me

I’m paying, paying, I’m paying C.O.D.
Care of the devil, care of the devil in me
It’s the curse of love

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





BREAKING THE RULES
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Black sheep and a renegade
Hot feet in the cool of the shade
The street jungle and the tough childhoods
Examinations done no good
Got crow bars and hot wired cars
Sneak thieves and cheap cigars
No rebellion, not today
I get my kicks in my own way, right OK

Just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready to rule
Just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready to rule

Tough breaks in the neighbourhood
A hard case who’s up to no good
Livin’ like trash, a society rash
Ready to break and ready to dash
A bad deal and a real rough ride
Ain’t doin’ time on the other side
No rebellion, not today
I get my kicks in my own way, right OK

Just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready to rule
Just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready to rule
Tough breaks

They got the regulation ties, regulation shoes
Those regulation fools with their regulation rules
Just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready to rule
Just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready to rule
Just keep on breakin’ the rules, breakin’ the rules
Get ready
You just keep on breakin’ the rules
C’mon get ready, get ready, get ready
Ready to rule
Take off your ties and your regulation shoes
You’re nothing but a bunch of regulation fools, yeah
And your damn regulation rules
I’m gonna do things my own way, everyday, everyday, everyday
In every way, I ain’t gonna pay no attention to your rules

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Who your leader? Who your man?
Who will help you fill your hand?
Who’s your friend and who’s your foe?
Who’s your Judas? You don’t know

Night of the long knives, night of the long knives
Night of the long knives, night of the long long knife

Where’s that saviour?
Where’s that light when you’re prayin’ for your life?
Who’s that fightin’ back to back?
Who’s defendin’ who’s attack?

Night of the long knives, night of the long knives
Night of the long knives, night of the long long knife

Night of the long knives
Oh stab him in the back once

It’s the night of the long knives, night of the long knives
Night of the long knives
It’s the night of the long long knife
It’s the night of the, night of the
Night of the long long knife

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.





SPELLBOUND
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Blinded by a bright beam
Shattered by the windscreen
Stunned by the whiplash
I’m a victim of a bad crash
I can’t do nothin’ right
I never sleep at night
Can’t even start a fight
Oh my feet have left the ground
Spinnin’ ‘round and ‘round

Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down

Beaten by a blind bend
Wrong way up a dead end
Screamin’ through a speed trap
As I tear into a tail back
You know I can’t do nothin’ right
No I, I never sleep at night
And I can’t even start a fight
Well my feet have left the ground
Spinnin’ ‘round and ‘round

Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down
It keeps a tumblin’ down, c’mon slide

I’m slippin’ down
I got my hands in the fire
Ooh I’m sliding on an oil slick
Burnin’ on a bad trip
Yes and nothin’s gonna change it
No I can’t do nothin’ right
Can’t even sleep at night
My feet have left the ground
I’m spinnin’ ‘round and ‘round

Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down, down, down
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down, down
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumblin’ down

© 1981, J Albert & Son Pty Ltd.