AC, DC Highway To Hell ( Black Ice Live)
Living easy, living free Season ticket on a oneway ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don t need reason, don t need rhyme Ain t nothing I would 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
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