STIFF UPPER LIP

Well I was out on a drive
On a bit of a trip
Lookin’ for thrills
To get me some kicks
Now I warn you ladies
I shoot from the hip
I was born with a stiff
Stiff upper lip
Like a dog in a howl
I bite everything
And I’m big and I’m drawl
And I’ll ball your thing
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot
And I shoot
Shoot from the hip
Yeah I shoot from the hip
Now listen
Well I’m workin’ it out
And I’ve done everything
And I can’t reform no
Can you feel my sting
Babe I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot from the hip, yeah
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot
And I shoot
And I shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot from the hip
Well I’m out on the prowl
And I’ll ball your thing
I got the teeth that’ll bite you
Can you feel my sting
Babe I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot shoot shoot from the hip
I got a (stiff upper lip)
Better believe me (stiff upper lip)
Comin' down (stiff upper lip)
See my (Stiff upper lip)
Yeah I got a (stiff upper lip)
Stiff upper lip
Stiff upper lip
I got a stiff upper lip
I got a stiff upper lip
Stiff upper lip
Stiff upper lip
And I shoot
And I shoot
And I shoot
Shoot from the hip

THE STIFF UPPER LIP TRACK LISTING

Track Listing for the album STIFF UPPER LIP - 2000

All songs were written by Malcolm and Angus Young and the album was produced by their elder brother George.
"..I keep a stiff upper lip, and I shoot from the hip..."

Stiff Upper Lip

Meltdown

House Of Jazz

Hold Me Back

Safe In New York City

Can't Stand Still

Can't Stop Rock 'n Roll

Satellite Blues

Damned

Come And Get It

All Screwed Up

Give It Up

Angus Young - Lead Guitar
Brian Johnson - Lead Vocals
Malcolm Young- Rhythm Guitar
Phil Rudd- Drums
Cliff Williams - Bass

BALL BREAKER

Breakin' balls, bangin' walls
Work hard and tough, and I want some rough
Unpack my bags and take a drag
When bang on nine, and dead on time
Open up the door
And lay upon the floor
She open her overcoat
Livin' out her dreams
Rippin' off my jeans
You are a ballbreaker
Engine roll, time to go
A rozorback, a hog attack
Buildin' steam, whippin' cream
She likes a fat smokin' stack
Hangin' off her legs
She threw me on the bed
Her hand went for my throat
As I began to choke
She said, honey, shoot your load
You are a ballbreaker
Wreckin' ball, let it roll
You are a ballbreaker
Buildin' steam, whippin' cream
You are a ballbreaker

AIN'T NO FUN WAITIN ROUND TO BE A MILLIONAIRE

(Album: Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, 1976) this is the Australian album cover

"The following is a true story, only the names have
been changed to protect the guilty -
Well I left my job in my home town
And I headed for the smoke
Got a rock 'n' roll band and a fast right hand
Gonna get to the top
Nothings gonna stop us - no nothing
So if you got the money
We got the sound
You put it up and we'll put it down
If you got the dollar
We got the song
Just wanna boogie woogie all night long,
Yeh boogie
I've got holes in my shoes
I've got holes in my teeth
I've got holes in my socks
I can't get no sleep
I'm trying to make a million -
And I've got patches on the patches
On my old blue jeans
Well they used to be blue
When they used to be new
When they used to be clean -
And I've got a Mama whose a hummer
Whose keeping me alive
While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys
She's working 9 to 5 (knows her place that woman)
Just you wait -
One of these days see me driving round town
In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down
And my bottle of booze (no summer time blues)
Shouting out 'look at me'
In my rock 'n' roll voice
No it ain't no fun waiting round to be a millionaire
repeat
repeat
Hello Howard, how ya doin'
my next door neighbour
Oh Yea
Get your fuckin' jumbo jet off my airport!"