looks

It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you think it's easy doin' one night stands
Try playin' in a rock roll band
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll

Hotel motel
Make you wanna cry
Lady do the hard sell
Know the reason why
Gettin' old
Gettin' grey
Gettin' ripped off
Under-paid
Gettin' sold
Second hand
That's how it goes
Playin' in a band

It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you wanna be a star of stage and screen
Look out it's rough and mean

It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll

Well it's a long way
It's a long way, you should've told me
It's a long way, such a long way


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


ROCK 'N' ROLL SINGER
(Young - Young - Scott)

My Daddy was workin' nine to five
When my Momma was havin' me
By the time I was half alive
They knew what I was gonna be
But I left school and grew my hair
They didn't understand
They wanted me to be respected as
A doctor or a lawyer man
(But I had other plans)

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star

Well I worked real hard and bought myself
A rock 'n' roll guitar
I gotta be on top some day
I wanna be a star
I can see my name in lights
And I can see the queue
I got the devil in my blood
Tellin' me what to do
(And I'm all ears)

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star
(I hear it pays well)

Well you can stick your nine to five livin'
And your collar and your tie
You can stick your moral standards
'Cause it's all a dirty lie
You can stick your golden handshake
And you can stick your silly rules
And all the other shit
That you teach to kids in school
('Cause I ain't no fool)

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll
A rock 'n' roll star

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll
A rock 'n' roll star
Yes I are!


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


THE JACK
(Young -Young - Scott)

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!


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


LIVE WIRE
(Young - Young - Scott)

Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Hotter than a rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell

I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire, I'm a live wire
Gonna set this town on fire

And if you need some lovin'
And if you need some man
You've got the phone and the number
And I got no future plans
Oh come on honey you got nothin' to lose
You got the thirst 'n I got the booze
Give you an inch
Take you a mile
I wanna make you fry

I'm a live wire, (live wire)
I'm a live wire, (live wire)
I'm a live wire, (live wire)
Holy smoke and sweet desire

Like a hot rod baby?
Oh stick this in your fuse box

Aah cooler than a body on ice
Hotter than a rollin' dice
Wilder than a drunken fight
You're gonna burn tonight

I'm a live wire, (live wire)
I'm a live wire, (live wire)
I'm a live wire, (live wire)
And I'm gonna set this town on fire

Live wire, (live wire)
I'm a live wire, (live wire)
Well I'm your live wire, (live wire)
I'm a live wire, (live wire)
You're gonna burn
Ah look at me, guilty
Soak my circuit
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


T.N.T.
(Young - Young - Scott)

(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 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
And run for your life
The man is back in town
So 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

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., (oi, oi, oi) , I'm dynamite
(T.N.T., oi, oi, oi), and I'll win the fight,
(T.N.T., oi, oi, oi), I'm a power load
(T.N.T.), watch me explode!


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


ROCKER
(Young - Young - Scott)

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got slicked black hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin', rockin rollin man, hey

Wanna jive honey?
C'mon, spin you 'round, hey yeah

Yeah I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, makin' you roll


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


CAN I SIT NEXT TO YOU GIRL
(Young - Young)

Well I met this girl for the first time on Saturday night
Standing in the queue at the Odeon alright
Oh I took her by surprise
When I gave her one of my lines
She started smiling at me real fine, ha
That's when I said

Can I sit next to you girl, can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you girl, can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you?

Intermission, we were doing alright
'Til this guy came up and stood by her side
Oh I took him by surprise
When I gave him one of my lines
She started smiling at me real fine
And that's when I said

Can I sit next to you girl, can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you girl, can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you, can I sit next to you
Yeah, I wanna
So let me!

Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, and then take you home
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, lick your ear
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
C'mon!

Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I sit next to you, girl
Can I sit next to you, girl, can I?


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


HIGH VOLTAGE
(Young - Young - Scott)

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 wanna 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

Well 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 on 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 get high, aaaah!
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll

Stars, bulbs....
Spotlight, put the lights out, turn me on
(High voltage rock 'n' roll)
(High voltage rock 'n' roll)

Wine, women and song
(High voltage, high voltage)
Plugged in and turned on.....


© 1975, J. Albert & Son, Pty.


SCHOOL DAYS
(Chuck Berry)

C'mon ...

Up in the morning and out to school
The teacher is teaching the golden rule
American history and practical maths
You studyin' hard and you're hopin' to pass
Ooh you're working your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the kitchen is ready to sell
But you're lucky if you can find a seat
You're fortunate if you got time to eat
Well back in the classroom open your books
Ooh the teacher don't know how mean she looks

Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll
Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll
Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roooooll

As soon as 3 o'clock goes around
You finally lay your burden down
Throw down your books and outta your seat
You go down the hallway into the street
And you're tryin' to forget just where you've been
You find a juke joint, you go in

You drop the quarter right into the slot
You gotta hear something that's really hot, like me
With the one you love you're makin' romance
All day long they wanted to dance
And you're feeling the music from head to toe
As round and round and round you go
Get over here

Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll
Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll
Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll, hey

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, c'mon

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll