Live de AC/DC

Listado de Canciones

Disco 1

1. Thunderstruck6:34
   Vídeo Letra

   

   [Repeat: x10] (Thunder) I was caught In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder)(of a lightning attack) 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 Rode down the highway Broke the limit, we hit the town Went down 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 shakin' at the knees Could I come again please? Yeah the ladies were too kind You've been - thunderstruck, thunderstruck Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck Yeah 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, Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck Whoa baby, baby, thunderstruck You've been thunderstruck, thunderstruck Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck You've been thunderstruck
2. Shoot to Thrill5:23

   Letra

   All you women who want a man of the street But you don't know which way you want to 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
3. Back in Black4:28
   Vídeo Letra

   

   Back in black  I hit the sack I've been too long I'm glad to be back  Yes, I'm let loose  From the noose That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the sky  'Cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse 'cause I never die I got nine lives Cat's eyes Abusin' every one of them and running wild 'Cause I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well, I'm back in black  Yes, I'm back in black Back in the back  Of a Cadillac Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack Yes, I'm in a bang  With a gang They've got to catch me if they want me to hang 'Cause I'm back on the track  And I'm beatin' the flack Nobody's gonna get me on another rap So look at me now I'm just makin' my play Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way 'Cause I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well, I'm back in black  Yes, I'm back in black Well, I'm back, yes I'm back Well, I'm back, yes I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well I'm back in black Yes I'm back in black Ho yeah Oh yeah Yes I am Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah Back in now Well I'm back, I'm back Back, (I'm back) Back, (I'm back) Back, (I'm back) Back, (I'm back) Back Back in black Yes I'm back in black Out of the sight
4. Sin City5:40
   Vídeo Letra

   

   Diamonds, and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar Dry martini, Shangi-La I've got a burnin' feelin' Deep inside of me It's yearnin' But I'm gonna set it free I'm goin' 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 Oh, let me roll you baby! Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man poor man Beggar man, thief Ain't got a hope in hell That's my belief Fingers Freddie, Diamond Jim They're gettin' ready Look out! I'm comin' in! So spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champagne on ice I'm goin' in To Sin City I'm gonna win In Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm goin' in To Sin City
5. Who Made Who5:16
   Vídeo Letra

   

   The video game says "Play me" Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a one on one Feeling running down your spine Nothing gonna save your one last dime cause it owns you Through and through The databank knows my number Says I gotta pay cause I made the grade last year Feel it when I turn the screw Kicks you round the world, there ain't a thing that it can't do Do to you [Chorus] Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made them and they made you Who picked up the bill, and who made who? (or who picked up the glue,)(?) Who made who, who turned the screw? Satellites send me picture Get it in the eye, take it to the world (take it to the wire) spinning like a dynamo Feel it going round and round Running out of chips, you got no line in an 8-bit town So don't look down, no [Chorus] Ain't nobody told you, who made who?
6. Heatseeker3:37

   Letra

   (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 want to 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
7. Fire Your Guns3:40

   Letra

   Wild beast, I'll make you mine Taste your kiss, sweet lips divine 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)
8. Jailbreak14:43

   Letra

   There was a friend of mine on murder And the judge's gavel fell Jury found him guilty Gave him sixteen years in hell He said "I ain't spending my life here I ain't living alone Ain't breaking no rocks on the chain gang I'm breakin' out and headin' home Gonna make a jailbreak And I'm lookin' towards the sky I'm gonna make a jailbreak Oh, how I wish that I could fly All in the name of liberty All in the name of liberty Got to be free Jailbreak, let me out of here Jailbreak, sixteen years Jailbreak, had more than I can take Jailbreak, yeah He said he'd seen his lady being fooled with By another man She was down and he was up He had a gun in his hand Bullets started flying everywhere And people started to scream Big man lying on the ground With a hole in his body Where his life had been But it was All in the name of liberty All in the name of liberty I got to be free Jailbreak, jailbreak I got to break out Out of here Heartbeats they were racin' Freedom he was chasin' Spotlights, sirens, rifles firing But he made it out With a bullet in his back
9. The Jack6:56

   Letra

   She gave me the Queen She gave me the King She was wheelin' and dealin' Just doin' her thing She was holdin' a pair But I had to try Her Deuce was wild But my Ace was high But how was I to know That she'd been dealt with before Said she'd never had a Full House But I should have known From the tattoo on her left leg And the garter on her right She'd have the card to bring me down If she played it right She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She's got the jack Poker face was her name Poker face was her nature Poker straight was her game If she knew she could get you She played 'em fast And she played 'em hard She could close her eyes And feel every card But how was I to know That she'd been shuffled before Said she'd never had a Royal Flush But I should have known That all the cards were comin' From the bottom of the pack And if I'd known what she was dealin' out I'd have dealt it back She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, and who knows what else? She's got the jack, yeah, yeah She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack, Ooh, It was a bad deal, (Jack) She gave me the (Jack), hey She's got the (Jack), she's got the (Jack) She's got the (Jack), ooh can't you tell She's got the (Jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack) (She's got the jack, she's got the Jack) She's got the jack, she's got the Jack She's got the jack, you never know! She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack She's got the jack, and it hurts! (She's got the jack) She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She's got the jack Aaaaaah! Oooooh! Thank you, thank you, thank you people, thank you, thank you I'm glad you like the show, yes, thank you very much folks. Goodnight and God bless!
10. The Razor's Edge4:35
11. Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap5:02
    Vídeo Letra

    

    If you're havin' trouble with your high school head He's givin' you the blues You want to graduate but not in 'is bed [... but not in his debt] Here's what you gotta do Pick up the phone I'm always home Call me any time Just ring 36 24 36 hey [36 24 36 hey] I lead a life of crime Dirty deeds done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap You got problems in your life of love You got a broken heart (She's) he's double dealin' with your best friend That's when the teardrops start, fella Pick up the phone I'm here alone. Or make a social call Come right in Forget about him We'll have ourselves a ball Dirty deeds done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap If you got a lady and you want her gone But you ain't got the guts She keeps naggin' at you night and day Enough to drive you nuts Pick up the phone Leave her alone It's time you made a stand For a fee I'm happy to be Your back door man Dirty deeds done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Concrete shoes, cyanide, tnt Done dirt cheap Neckties, contracts, high voltage Done dirt cheap
12. Moneytalks4:21
    Vídeo Letra

    

    Tailored suits, chauffeured 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

Disco 2

1. Hells Bells6:01
   Vídeo Letra

   

   I'm rolling thunder, pouring rain I'm coming on like a hurricane My lightning's flashing across the sky You're only young, but you're gonna die I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's putting up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get ya, Satan get ya Hells bells Hells bells, you got me ringing Hells bells, my temperature's high Hells bells I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine If you're into evil, you're a friend of mine See the white light flashing as I split the night 'Cos if good's on the left, then I'm sticking to the right I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's puttin' up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get ya, Satan get ya Hells bells Hells bells, you got me ringing Hells bells, my temperature's high Hells bells Hells bells, Satan's coming to you Hells bells, he's ringing them now Those hells bells, the temperature's high Hells bells, across the sky Hells bells, they're taking you down Hells bells, they're dragging you down Hells bells, gonna split the night Hells bells, there's no way to fight Hells bells
2. Are You Ready4:34

   Letra

   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
3. That's the Way I Wanna Rock 'N' Roll3:57
4. High Voltage10:32
   Vídeo Letra

   

   (Well) you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear And you ask me why I grow my hair And you ask me why I'm in a band I dig doin' one night stands And you want to see me do my thing All you gotta do is plug me into high I said high High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage High voltage rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll You ask me why I like to dance And you ask me why I like to sing And you ask me why I like to play I got to get my kicks some way And you ask me what I'm all about Come and let me hear you shout high I said high High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage High voltage rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll I said high, I said high Waaaah! High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage High voltage rock 'n' roll Spotlight, put the lights out, happy hour! High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage rock 'n' roll Wine, women and song High voltage, high voltage Wine women and song High voltage rock 'n' roll
5. You Shook Me All Night Long3:54
   Vídeo Letra

   

   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  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 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 Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me all night long 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 really took me and you Shook me all night long Ooooh you Shook me all night long Yeah, yeah, you Shook me all night long You really took me and you Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me All night long
6. Whole Lotta Rosie4:30
   Vídeo Letra

   

   Want to tell you a story 'Bout a woman I know When it comes to lovin' Oh! She steals the show She ain't exactly pretty She ain't exactly small Forty two, thirty nine, fifty six You could say she got it all Never had a woman Never had a woman like you Doin' all the things Doin' all the things you do Ain't no fairy story Ain't no skin and bones But you got to give it all you got Weighin' in at nineteen stone [Chorus] Your a whole lotta woman A whole lotta woman Whole lotta Rosie (Repeat 2) And your a whole lotta woman Honey you can do it Do it to me all night long Only one who turn Only one who can turn me on All through the night time And right around the clock Ooh, too my surprise Rosie never stops. She was a whole lotta woman [Chorus] Ooh, you're a whole lotta woman Whole lotta woman Whole lotta Rosie (Repeat) Whole lotta woman Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta woman (Repeat)
7. Let There Be Rock12:17
   Vídeo Letra

   

   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 schmaltz 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 guitar man 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"
8. Bonny1:03
9. Highway to Hell3:53
   Vídeo Letra

   

   Livin' easy Lovin' free Season ticket on a one way ride Askin' nothin' Leave me be Takin' everythin' in my stride Don't need reason Don't need rhyme Ain't nothin' that I'd rather do Goin' down Party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell Highway to hell 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 around Hey satan Payin' my dues Playin' in a rockin' band Hey mumma Look at me I'm on the way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell Don't stop me I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell (Highway to hell) I'm on the highway to hell (Highway to hell) highway to hell (Highway to hell) highway to hell (Highway to hell) And I'm goin' down All the way I'm on the highway to hell
10. T.N.T.3:48
    Vídeo Letra

    

    Hey See me ride out of the sunset On your color TV screen Out for all that I can get If you know what I mean Women to the left of me And women to the right Ain't got no gun Ain't got no knife Don't you start no fight 'Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite T.N.T., and I'll win the fight T.N.T., I'm a power load T.N.T., watch me explode I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean I'm a wanted man Public enemy number one Understand? So lock up your daughter Lock up your wife Lock up your back door Run for your life The man is back in town Don't you mess me 'round 'Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite T.N.T. and I'll win the fight T.N.T., I'm a power load T.N.T., watch me explode TNT, hey, hey, hey TNT, hey, hey, hey TNT, hey, hey, hey T.N.T., hey I'm dynamite (hey, hey) T.N.T., hey And I'll win the fight (hey, hey) T.N.T., hey I'm a power load (hey, hey) T.N.T. Watch me explode!
11. For Those About to Rock (We Salute You)7:09
    Vídeo Letra

    

    Oh yeah, yeah! Oh, oh, oh! We roll 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 outta the blue The sky's a light 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 Oh, 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 Oh! 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!