Black Ice
Writen by: Malcolm Young, Angus Young
Well the devil may care
You toss ´em back, you be a man
Every last time
Black ice
End of it all, end of the line
End of the road
Ooh, black ice
Black ice
Come on, bleeding out the walls
We´re marching on, the women call
Many a mile I´d never take
I run for forty miles and I come up running late
Don’t you know I live it down?
When the devil come a-calling, I ain´t going to be around
Black ice
Black ice
Black ice
When the devil come a-calling, I ain´t going to be around
Black ice
Women all living large
Shoot for the moon, you´re gonna take it all
And I am going to rip it out
I´ll kick, I´ll creep-crawl down your street
I´ll gouge your eyes out
Black ice
Black ice
Black ice
Black ice
My life
Black ice
My life
Black ice
My life
When the devil come a-calling, I ain´t going to be around
I´ll kick, I creep-crawl down your street and gouge your eyes out
Black ice
