Lyrics

Now in the street there is violence
And a lots of work to be done
No place to hang out our washing
And I can't blame it all on the sun
Workin' so hard like a soldier
Can't afford a thing on TV
Deep in my heart I abhor ya
Can't get food for them kids
Oh good God
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
Oy!
Oy!
Oy!
Oy!
Living easy
Living 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 I would rather do now
Goin' down
Party time
My friends are gonna be there too
I’m on a highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on a highway to hell
Highway to hell
Who is to blame in one country
Never can get to the one
Dealin' in multiplication
And they still can't feed everyone
No stop signs
Speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel
Gonna spin it
Ain't nobody's gonna mess me around
Hey Satan
Paid my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey mama
Look at me
I’m on my way to the promised land, ay!
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
Don't stop me!
 
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
And then we'll take it higher
 ["Highway to Hell" Chorus]
Highway to hell
 
 
Highway to hell
 
 
I'm on a highway to hell
 
 
Highway to hell, highway to–
And I’m going down down down
All the way
Yeah! Yeah!
On a highway to hell
Written by: Angus Young, Bon Scott, Eddy Grant, Malcolm Young, Umphrey's McGee
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