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Among the CDs that AC/DC composed between '74 and '79, this one, "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap," is the least remembered and publicized (on par with Powerage), but in my opinion, it has nothing to envy in its predecessor and constitutes a fundamental piece in the "hard blues" evolution that our guys carried through until the death of their rock'n'roll singer, which reaches its culmination in songs like "Overdose."
The first track is the toughest on the album, that "Dirty Deeds..." in which we also have the pleasure of listening to the not-quite-heavenly voice of his majesty Angus Young. In the following track, you begin to notice that hard blues which will characterize a large part of the CD: in "Love At First Feel," the initial riff is repeated for most of the song (in pure AC/DC style), interspersed with those touches from Angus that make the songs irresistible. "Big Balls" very much resembles a monologue by Bon, with the instruments only serving as accompaniment. From here, with the fourth song, the tempo rises: "I'm a rocker, I'm a roller, I'm a right out of controller," the rockabilly rhythm of "Rocker" immediately makes you want to shake your ass (dangerous to listen to during history class), and takes us straight to "Problem Child," which, in my opinion, has one of the most fabulous riffs that Angus has ever pulled out of his six strings (a happy choice to reprise it at the end of the song as well).
Since I know for sure someone will contest my choice to define the album as hard blues, why don't you tell me how to categorize "There's Gonna Be Some Rockin'"?, which to me is much more blues than hard rock, so... HARD BLUES! "Ain't No Fun" is perhaps the only slight misstep of the CD, maybe because it's too long, maybe because it never takes off. However, this shortcoming is greatly redeemed by the most beautiful song on the CD: "Ride On." The slow rhythm that breathes in the first part responds with a sweet acceleration in the refrain, but after a moment, a brief solo by Angus brings us back to that wonderful rhythm that characterized the first part; from here it is a sum of emotions, ranging from the joy of when Angus puts on a show, to the relaxation that envelops you as you listen to Scott's voice: let yourself be lulled by this ballad, which is rightly considered the best episode of the Australians when it comes to playing slowly. The last track, "Squealer," adds nothing to the overall picture.
The voice of Bon Scott, steeped in alcohol and smoke, is greatly emphasized in a CD like this (which seems to be tailor-made to be played in smoky clubs), where Angus (let me remind you that he was only 17) does not do many things, but in what he does he is always perfect. The major flaw of the CD is not containing those great "hits" that are instead found in "High Voltage" ("It's a long way to the top" and "T.N.T.") and "Powerage" ("Riff Raff" above all others) when examining records of the same level.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Big Balls (00:00)
Well I'm upper-upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all
I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Fancy big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody comes and comes again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire
I've got big balls
Oh I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Fancy big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night
We've got big balls
We've got big balls
We've got big balls
Fancy big balls
He's got big balls
She's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
(We've got big balls)
(We've got big balls)
And I'm just itching to tell you about them
Oh we had such wonderful fun
Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
(Ball sucker)
04 Rocker (00:00)
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
05 Problem Child (00:00)
COP THIS
I'm hot, and when I'm not
I'm cold as ice
Get out of my way
Just Step aside
Or pay the price
What I want I take
What I don't I break
And I don't want you
With a flick of my knife
I can change your life
There's nothing you can do
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child, yes I am
I'm a problem child
And I'm wild
Make my stand
No man's land
On my own
Man in blue
It's up to you
The seed is sown
What I want I stash
What I don't I smash
And you're on my list
Dead or alive
I got a .45
And I never miss
I'm a problem child, hey
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Just runnin' wild
~(SOLO)~
Just watch your step
Every night
Street light
I drink my booze
Some run
Some fight
But I win they lose
What I need I like
What I don't I fight
And I don't like you
Say bye bye
While you're still alive
Your time is through
Cause I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Problem child
I'm a problem child
Even my mother hates me
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
(Problem child, problem child)
(Problem child, problem child), ....
(Problem child, problem child)
(Problem child, problem child)
Problem child
I'm a problem child
Problem child
And I'm running wild
I'm a problem child
(Problem child, problem child...)
06 There's Gonna Be Some Rockin' (00:00)
Well me and the boys
Are out to have some fun
Gonna put on a show
Come on, let's go
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
Every night there's a rock 'n' roll queen
Gonna quiver and quake
Gonna shake her thing
Gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
It's a rock 'n' roll show
We got a big fat sound
Wanna share it round
Got a big bass drum
Gonna have some fun
Gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
C'mon
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
There's gonna be some rockin'
Hey there's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
Gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin'
There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
Hey there's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
Oh there's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight
08 Ride On (00:00)
It's another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But I ain't too young to worry
And I ain't too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain't too young to admit it
And I'm not too old to lie
I'm just another empty head
That's why I'm lonely
I'm so lonely
But I know what I'm gonna do -
I'm gonna ride on Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days I'm gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then I'll just keep riding on
Broke another promise
And I broke another heart
But I ain't too young to realize
That I ain't too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And it's another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And I ain't too old to hurry
'Cause I ain't too old to die
But I sure am hard to beat
But I'm lonely
Lord I'm lonely
What am I gonna do -
Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days
Ride on
Ride on
I'm gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on
09 Squealer (00:00)
She said she'd never been
Never been touched before, hummm
She said she'd never been
This far before
She said she'd never liked, hummm
To be excited
She said she always had
Had to fight it
And she never won
She said she'd never been
Never been balled before
And I don't think
She'll ever ball no more
Fixed her good
Hey
(Squealer) when I held her hand
(Squealer) I made her understand
(Squealer) when I kissed her lips
(Squealer) sucked her finger tips, hey
(Squealer) oohh started getting hot
(Squealer) oohh made it hard to stop
(Squealer) got too much
(Squealer) I think I've got the magic touch, aaah
(Squealer....)
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