Testi – Altri testi con Bon Scott

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BACK SEAT CONFIDENTIAL
(Young, Young, Scott)

Old man’s car it’s Saturday night
Got me a woman, me gonna feel all right
Rock and roll at the drive-in show
Gonna sit in the back in the passion row
Turn up the soundtrack, turn down the lights
A chance she won’t, a chance she might
Ain’t no woman in the world I know
Ain’t had her knickers on the automobile floor

What’s that sound?
Something’s going down?
Look at what’s going round
Back seat confidential

Said to buy a rubber at the cigarette stand
Dying to get it off so I can get in
Doing my best to make a good connection
She say what you gonna do ’bout my protection?
All right mama gotta listen to me
Last chance thrill, it’s half past three
Huggin and kissing would be real nice
Every man’s got his price

What’s that sound?
Something’s going down?
Look at what’s going round
Back seat confidential

Old man’s car it’s Saturday night
Got me a woman, me gonna feel all right
Rock and roll at the drive-in show
Gonna sit in the back in the passion row
Turn up the soundtrack, turn down the lights
A chance she won’t, a chance she might
Ain’t no woman in the world I know
Ain’t had her knickers on the automobile floor

What’s that sound?
Something’s going down?
Look at what’s going round
Back seat confidential

CARRY ME HOME
(Young, Young, Scott)

The bartender’s working on a late night shift
She’s bonka blonds and Bon aims on a midnight drift
And the dance band’s playing the same old slam
I’m sinking whiskey and you’re sipping fine wine
I don’t know what it is you’re trying to prove
Well it should be you but it’s me who can hardly move
And I’ve got my reputation lying on the line
Come on baby, be a good dog and help the blind

Won’t you carry me home
(Like a truck, pick me up)

You ain’t no lady but you’ve sure got taste in men
That head of yours has got you by time and time again
My arms and legs are aching and my head’s about to blow
And your back’s been breakin’ and I’d hate to spoil the show
But I’ve just spent next weeks wages and I’m right out of coin
But you want more and it’s half past four and they want to close the joint
But we can’t afford a taxi, and it’s too late for the bus
But I’ve been told by friends of mine you’re someone I can trust

Won’t you carry me home
(Don’t let me lie here in all this beer)

You drank all your booze and half of mine
I’m bleary eyed and you’re waiting for the sunshine (to come and kill me)
Just like the man who threw me on the floor
Don’t matter, while I’m down here I might as well try and find the fucking door
Excuse me, have you seen my swizzle stick
And have you got a plastic bag ’cause I’m gonna be sick
I’m dead drunk and heave’n hanging upside down
And you’re getting up and leaving, you think I’m gonna drown

Won’t you carry me home

COLD HEARTED MAN
(Young, Young, Scott)

No one knew
Where he came from
He never knew himself
Call her Ma
Call him Pa
But he was born to someone else
No one fooled
Or messed him around
Cause they were all afraid
Ain’t no lies
Ice in the eyes
Of Leeroy Kincaid

CHORUS:
Cold hearted man
One time lover heart in his hand
Cold hearted man
And you can’t trust nothing you don’t understand
Cold hearted man
Cold hearted man

Like a snake
He had no friends
He didn’t need no one
Hurt his pride
Deep inside
He was another mother’s son
Reputation
Broken glass
Everybody prayed
For their lives on the street
Where they happened to meet
Leeroy Kincaid

CHORUS

Sometimes you can’t see
The other side
It’s too well hidden
For the naked eye
One time lover
With his heart in his hand
Two time loser
A broken man

Cold hearted man

GET IT HOT (versione apparsa su “Volts” da Bonfire Box 4 CD)
(Young, Young, Scott)

No money
Easy Going
Nothin’ gonna get me down

Don’t worry
About nothin’
Nobody gonna push me around

Young women
I love them
Don’t matter if they’re black or white
And I’m thinkin’
About you baby
About what you’re gonna do tonight

Get it hot
I’ve got the touch and you’ve got the spot
Get it hot
You go in a little, gonna give you a lot
Get it hot
Your daddy said someday I’m gonna get shot
Get it hot
Here I come baby ready or not

Cut me down
Big city
Baby let me show you around

Feelin’ good
Feelin’ pretty
Honey we can go down town

Feelin’ livin’
Good lovin’
It’s all I ever wanna do

Sun city
Moon risin’
I wanna make a mess of you

Get it hot
I’ve got the touch and you’ve got the spot
Get it hot
Go in a little, gonna give you a lot
Get it hot
Someday baby I’m gonna get shot
Get it hot
Here I come ready or not

Your mommy
Your daddy
do ya want to ???? me

My ????
wild honey
going down around your knees

You got it
and I want it
we can make a fair exchange

One ????
One ????
And maybe you can keep the change

Get it hot
I’ve got the touch, you’ve got the spot
Get it hot
Gonna give you a little, gonna give you a lot
Get it hot
Someday I’m gonna get shot
Get it hot
Well here I come baby ready or not

LOVE SONG
(Young, Young, Scott)

I can tell by the look in your eye
I can tell by the way you sigh
That you know I’ve been thinking of you
And you know what I want to do

Oh Jean

When you smile I see stars in the sky
When you smile I see sunrise
And I know you’ve been thinking of me
And I know how you want it to be

Oh Jean

I can tell by the things you say
I can tell that you know the way
And I know what you want me to do
Oh, I’ve got hearts and flowers for you

If you leave me you’ll make me cry
When I think of you saying good bye
Oh the sky turns to a deeper blue
That’s – that’s how I’d feel if I lost you

Oh Jean

R.I.P. (ROCK IN PEACE)
(Young, Young, Scott)

Leave me alone
Like a dog with a bone
Like a stone that’s been thrown
Let me be on my own

CHORUS:
Let me rock
Let me roll
Let me rock
Let me rock in peace

Outa my way
Got a boogie to play
Ev’ry dog has his day
Rock ‘n’ roll’s here to stay

CHORUS

Oooh feels good, hey, mama, just like I knew it would

I get my kicks
Outa playin’ my licks
Outa layin’ my chicks
Down on Route sixty six

CHORUS

Rock, rock, rock in peace

Outta my way
Got a boogie to play
Every dog has his day
Rock ‘n’ roll’s here to stay

CHORUS

Rock, rock, rock in peace

Like Little Richard
Oh Jerry Lee
Chuck baby
I wanna rock
Let me rock in peace

SCHOOL DAYS
(Chuck Berry)

Up in the morning and out to school
The teacher is teaching the golden rule
American history and practical maths
Study ‘em hard and hoping to pass
Working your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won’t leave you alone

Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunch room is ready to sell
You’re lucky if you can find a seat
You’re fortunate if you have time to eat
Back in the classroom open your books
Gee but the teacher don’t know how mean she looks

Hail hail rock ‘n’ roll

Soon as 3 o’clock rolls aroun’
You finally lay your burden down
Close down your books and out of your seat
Down the hall and into the street
Up to the corner and ’round the bend
Right to the juke joint you go in

Drop the coin right into the slot
You gotta hear something that’s really hot
With the one you love you’re makin’ romance
All day long you’ve been wanting to dance
Feeling the music from head to toe
Round and round and round you go

Long live rock ‘n’ roll

STICK AROUND
(Young, Young, Scott)

You’ve been smiling lately baby
You’ve been singing in the bath
You’ve been acting like a lady
Not a dirty photograph
Then tonight you came home early
Packed a bag or two
It’s been worrying me honey
Just what you’re gonna do

Stick around, yeah, stick around
Stick around, babe, stick around

Well you came on like a hurricane
About a month ago
Blowing like a stiff breeze
Always on the go
All the good times that we had
All stayed in the past
All the good lays that I get
Never seem to last

Stick around, yeah, stick around
Stick around, babe, stick around
(Come on baby, sit on this)

What have I been doing lately
To make you wanna go
I take you out dancing
Honey we can go out to a show
Spend a night romancing
Nights out on the town
Listen to me baby
You’ll be glad you stopped around

Stick around, yeah, stick around
Stick around, babe, stick around

CRABSODY IN BLUE
(Young, Young, Scott)

Well they moved on down
And they crawled around
Walking sideways
Sideway walking
Give me the blues

And you start to scratch
When they start to hatch
Walking sideways
Sideway walking
Give me the blues

But when they start to bite
Then it’s time you set alight
For an appointment
Before you start to scream
That’s when you apply the cream
Blues ointment

Well the doctor said
“We got to make our beds”
Walking sideways
Sideway walking
Give me the blues

And when you start to scream
That’s when you’ll buy the cream
Blues ointment
And when they start to itch
You go out and you take a bitch
For an appointment

Well you rub it on
And you rub it in
Stops them walking
Sideway walking
Gives them the blues

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