Live-special Collector Edition

(razor's edge)
(razors)

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]

We roll tonight [we're on tonight]
To the guitar bite
Yeah, yeah, oh

Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to receive
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
For those about to rock, we salute you
Yes we do
For those about to rock, we salute you

Oooh, salute!
Oooh, ooooh yeah

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
For those about to rock, we salute you
Those about to rock - fire
We salute you
Fire
We salute you
We salute you
Come on, whooa
For those about to rock, we salute you (x4)

Shoot, shoot (x2)

For those of you, for those who ????
Yeah
(ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.)

We salute you (x3)

Fire

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 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

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

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

Diamonds and dust
(home at last) poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But i'm going to set it free

Chorus:
I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

([i'm gonna | oh, let me] [rule | roll] you baby)
(snake eyes)

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief

Fingers freddy, diamond jim
They're getting ready, [better get ready,]
Look out i'm coming in ['coz i'm coming in]
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice

Chorus

(oooh, we're gettin' ready
Ow
Here we go
Hahaha
I'm ready
Oooh)

Getting ready to rock
Getting ready to roll
I'm gonna turn up the heat
I'm gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turning
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen

And i'm a heatseeker charging up the sky
And i'm a heatseeker, and i, i don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
To hose me down

Getting ready to break
Getting ready to go
Get your shoes off and shake
Get your head down and blow
You gotta keep that woman firing
You gotta keep that serpent clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream

Cause i'm a heatseeker, burning up the town
And i'm a heatseeker, i don't, i don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
Don't hose me down

(aw yeah, here ya go, yow! ready? heatseeker!)

I wanna see you get up
And see the whites of your eyes
And i'm a heatseeker, heatseeker, yeah!
I'm gonna measure you up
I'm gonna try you for size
And i'm a heatseeker
Gotta keep that motor turning
You gotta keep that engine clean
You gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen

And i'm a heatseeker, and i don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down, woah
I'm a heatseeker
And i'm a heatseeker
Heatseeker

Out on the street feel the heat

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

Moneytalks, moneytalk, talk, talk
Hear it talk

Yeah, yeah, yeah moneytalks

Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready

Sweet apple pie
Standing in the street
Hands outta line
Looking for some meat (heat?)
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 (yes you do)
You all breathe it, we all need it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time

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
(yes you do)
You all breathe it, we all need it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time

Get with it

Who all need it, who all need it
You all breathe it, we all breathe it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready
Are you ready for a good time
I want a good time
Are you ready for a good time
Are you, are you ready
Are you ready for a good time
Good, good, good, good time
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready, ready, ready

Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready for a good time

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 light", and there was light
"let there be sound", and there was sound
"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
The music was good and the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd -

"let there be rock"

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)

Wanna tell you a story
'bout a woman i know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh 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

Chorus:
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
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
To my surprise
Rosie never stops

Chorus

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman i had 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 -

Chorus:
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 -

Chorus

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 reall 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