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Text: AC/DC. Ballbreaker. Burnin' Alive.

Burnin' alive, set my soul on fire
Runnin' with a gun, this place is gonna burn
No firewater or novacaine
No thunderstorm, no John Wayne
No kids to rock, nowhere to run
So watch out, 'cause this place is gonna burn
Burnin' alive, burnin' alive
They be smokin' your hide, come runnin' wild
Tell you nothin' to fear, 'cause the buck stops here!
He came from a little town called Hope
And someday, maybe, it'll go up in smoke
No firewater or novacaine
No thuderstorm and no John Wayne
No kids to rock, nowhere to run
So watch out, 'cause this place is gonna burn

Burnin' alive, burnin' alive
Burnin' alive, burnin' alive
It's an all out war, an all out war
Burnin' alive, burnin' alive
Somewhere, there's a little town called Hope
And someday, maybe, baby, he'll inhale that smoke!
Burnin' alive, burnin' alive
It's an all out war, an all out war
Hear the battle roar, it's an all out war
Burnin' alive, burnin' alive
Watch the place burn down

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