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Hayseed Dixie Album



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Living easy, loving 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 that I'd rather do
Going 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, paid 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
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
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
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell

And I'm going down all the way

I'm on the highway to hell

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She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
And 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 started 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 come back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing
But 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
I said, you
Shook me all night long
You had me shaking and you
Shook me all night long

Yeah, you shook me
When you took me

Ah, you
Shook me all night long
You really took me and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah yeah, you
Shook me all night long
You really got me and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, you shook me
Yeah, you shook me all night long

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If you're havin' trouble with the high school head
He's givin' you the blues
You wanna graduate but not in his bed
Here's what you gotta do
Pick up the phone, I'm always home
Call me any time
Just ring 36 24 36, hey
I lead a life of crime

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap)

You got problems in your life of love
You got a broken heart
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 'bout him
We'll have ourselves a ball, hey

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) Oh
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) Yeah

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, hey

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap) Yeah
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap)

Concrete shoes, cyanide, T.N.T.
(Done dirt cheap)
Neck ties, contracts, high voltage
(Done dirt cheap)

Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds
...
Done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds
Dirty deeds, dirty deeds
Done dirt cheap, yeah

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I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' 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 you, Satan get you

Hell's bells
Yeah, hell's bells
You got me ringing, hell's bells
My temperature's high, hell's bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if God's on the left, then I'm stickin' 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 you, Satan get you

Hell's bells
Ah, hell's bells
You got me ringing, hell's bells
My temperature's high, hell's bells

Hell's bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's bells, the temperature's high
Hell's bells, across the sky

Hell's bells, they're takin' you down
Hell's bells, they're draggin' you around
Hell's bells, gonna split the night
Hell's bells, there's no way to fight, yeah

Hell's bells

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Tailored suits, chauffeured cars
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, all for a price
Where the red hot girls keep on dancin' 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 money talk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk

A French maid, foreign chef
A big house with king size bed
You had enough, you ship 'em out
The dollar's up, down, you 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 break the laws
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all

Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks)
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come, come on, listen to the money talk
Money talks, yeah, yeah

Money talks, B.S. walks
Money talks, come on, come on

Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks)
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk

Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks)
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk

Money talks

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"My, My, My

Lose lips, sink ships
so come aboard for a pleasure trip
it's high tide so let's ride
the moon is rising and so am I
I'm gonna get it up
Never gonna let it up
Crusing on the seven seas
A pirate on my knobby knees
I'm never going down, never going down

so let's get it up
let's get it up
get right up, yeah
let's get it up
right to the top
let's get it up
right now

lose wires cause fires
getting tangled in my desires
so screw em off and plug em in
let's switch it off and and start all over again
I'm gonna get it up
never gonna let it up
ticking like a time bomb
blowing up the fuse box
I'm never going down, never going 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 up
come on here, right now

awww, let's get it up
come on let's get it up
hey get it get it
let's get it up
switch it on start it up
let's get it up oh yeah yeah
let's get it up , ya ya ya ya ooooh
let's get it up, oh yeah
let's get it up oh
let's get it up
get it up
get it up
get it up

right up, ha ha

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Whiskey, gin, and brandy
With a glass, I'm pretty handy
I'm tryin' to walk a straight line
On sour mash and cheap wine
So join me for a drink, boys
Yeah, we're gonna make a big noise
Don't worry about tomorrow, take it today
Forget about the check, we'll have hell to pay

Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Oh, have a drink on me
Yeah, have a drink on me
Get buzzed

I'm dizzy, drunk and fightin'
On tequila white lightnin'
My glass is getting shorter
On whiskey, ice, and water
So come on, have a good time
And get blinded out of your mind
Don't worry about tomorrow, take it today
Forget about the check, we'll have hell to pay

Have a drink on me
Yeah, have a drink on me
Yeah, have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Get stoned

Aww
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Hey, hey

Gonna roll around
Gonna hit the ground
Take another swig
Have another drink
Gonna drink it dry
Gonna get me high
Come on, all the boys
Make a noise

Have a drink on me (have a drink on me)
Aw, have a drink on me (have a drink on me)
Have a drink on me (have a drink on me)
Yeah, have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me

(Lordy. Drunker than a one-legged cat tryin' to bury a turd on a frozen lake, I tell you what.)

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Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

See me ride out of the sunset
On your colour 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, 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
And run for your life
The man is back in town
So don't you mess me around

'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

(T.N.T.) Oi, oi, oi
(T.N.T.) Oi, oi, oi
(T.N.T.) Oi, oi, oi
(T.N.T.) Oi, oi, oi

(T.N.T.) I'm dynamite (Oi, oi, oi)
(T.N.T.) And I'll win the fight (Oi, oi, oi)
(T.N.T.) I'm a power load (Oi, oi, oi)
(T.N.T.) Watch me explode

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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 keep looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I'll 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 hey hey hey hey
(Hey hey hey hey)
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 hey hey hey hey
(Hey hey hey hey)
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 hey hey hey hey
(Hey hey hey hey)
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yes I am
Hey yeah, yeah oh yeah
Back in now
Well I'm hey hey hey hey, I'm back
Hey hey hey hey, (I'm back)
Hey hey hey hey, (I'm back)
Hey hey hey hey, (I'm back)
Hey hey hey hey, (I'm back)
Hey hey hey hey
Back in black
Yes I'm back in black

Out of the sight

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Well I'm upper-upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all

I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
And their fancy big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody comes and comes again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire

I've got big balls
Oh I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Fancy big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night

We've got big balls
We've got big balls
We've got big balls
Fancy big balls
He's got big balls
She's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

(We've got big balls)
(We've got big balls)

And I'm just itching to tell you about them
Oh, we had such wonderful fun
Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)

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