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Back in Black - AC/DC

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The Jack

 

The live version or the studio one? Do you prefer the story about playing cards, or getting the clap?

They're both great, but I'll take the studio version.
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Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop

Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech

As he opens the door, she rolls over

Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Oh

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know

She tells herself, oh

Memories back when she was bold and strong

And waiting for the world to come along

Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Yeah

She loved him, yeah, she don't want to leave this way

She feeds him, yeah, that's why she'll be back again

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

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Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop

Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech

As he opens the door, she rolls over

Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Oh

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know

She tells herself, oh

Memories back when she was bold and strong

And waiting for the world to come along

Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Yeah

She loved him, yeah, she don't want to leave this way

She feeds him, yeah, that's why she'll be back again

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

 

Jeremy as well

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Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop

Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech

As he opens the door, she rolls over

Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Oh

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know

She tells herself, oh

Memories back when she was bold and strong

And waiting for the world to come along

Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Yeah

She loved him, yeah, she don't want to leave this way

She feeds him, yeah, that's why she'll be back again

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

 

Jeremy as well

And Black, Alive, Daughter, Elderly Lady...

 

Eddie's quite a storyteller.

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Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop

Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech

As he opens the door, she rolls over

Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Oh

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know

She tells herself, oh

Memories back when she was bold and strong

And waiting for the world to come along

Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red, can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Yeah

She loved him, yeah, she don't want to leave this way

She feeds him, yeah, that's why she'll be back again

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

Can't find a better man

 

Jeremy as well

And Black, Alive, Daughter, Elderly Lady...

 

Eddie's quite a storyteller.

 

Jeff Ament as well.

 

Don't feel like home

Ease a little out

And all these words alone is nothing like a poem

Putting in, inputting in

Don't feel like methadone

A scratching voice all alone is nothing like your baritone

It's nothing as it seems

The little that he needs

It's home

The little that he sees

Is nothing he concedes

It's home

One uninvited chromosome

A blanket like the ozone

It's nothing as it seems

All that he needs

It's home

The little that he frees is nothing he believes

Saving up a sunny day

Something maybe two tone

Anything of his own

A chip off the corner stone

Who's kidding, rainy day

A one way ticket headstone

Occupations overthrown

Whisper through a megaphone

It's nothing as it seems

The little that he needs

It's home

The little that he sees

Is nothing he concedes, it's home

And all that he frees

A little bittersweet

It's home

It's nothing as it seems

The little that you see it's home

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Van Halen - Source of Infection

Sucker in a Three Piece

 

:LOL:

 

Cringeworthy lyricist. The difference between him and Roth is like the difference between Bon Scott (subtle) and Brian Johnson (battering ram). Pun intended. In BOTH cases. :)

How about poetically crass vs. just plain crass?

 

 

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Van Halen - Source of Infection

Sucker in a Three Piece

 

:LOL:

 

Cringeworthy lyricist. The difference between him and Roth is like the difference between Bon Scott (subtle) and Brian Johnson (battering ram). Pun intended. In BOTH cases. :)

How about poetically crass vs. just plain crass?

 

I had a buddy who used to use the "pickup" line (not sure it ever worked) "Do you have any Irish in you? Would you like some?" He was Scott and Roth. If he had asked "How'd you like me to f*ck you?" he'd be Sammy and Brian.

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Third Rate Romance

Low rent rendezvous...

"She said I've never really done this kind of thing before, have you?

And he said, "Yes I have, but only a time or two"

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Third Rate Romance

Low rent rendezvous...

"She said I've never really done this kind of thing before, have you?

And he said, "Yes I have, but only a time or two"

priceless!
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