ACDC
A, Am, D, G, Gm
Livin' easy, livin' free
See the niggas runnin' right
Askin' nothin', leave me be
Checkin' out my carry and my spine
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothin' I'd rather do
Goin' down, party time
time. My baby's gonna be there too. I'm on the highway to hell. I'm the highway to hell. Highway to hell. Highway to hell.
No stop signs, speed limit, nobody's gonna slow me down.
Like a wheel, gonna spin me, nobody's gonna mess me around.
Hey station, hey my Jews, they're not a rockin' band.
Hey, Mama, look at me! I'm on my way to the top of this hill!
I'm on the highway to hell! Highway to hell! I'm on the highway to hell! Highway to hell!
Don't stop laughing!
And I'm going down,
on the highway to hell.