Highway to Hell

Livin’ easy, lovin’ 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
Going down, party time,
My friends are gonna be there, too

I’m on the highway to Hell!
On the highway to Hell!
Highway to Hell!
I’m on the highway to Hell!

No stop signs, speed limit,
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it,
Nobody’s gonna mess me ‘round
Hey Satan, paying my dues,
Playing in a rocking band
Hey momma, look at me,
I’m on my way to the Promised Land
Whoo!’

I’m on the highway to Hell!
Highway to Hell!
I’m on the highway to Hell!
Highway to Hell, mmmmm…
Don’tcha stop me!
Ah! Ah! Ow!

I’m on the highway to Hell!
On the highway to Hell!
I’m on the highway to Hell!
On the highway to – whoa!
(Highway to Hell!)
I’m on the highway to Hell!
(Highway to Hell!)
I’m on the high-!
(Highway to Hell!)
Whoa-oh yeah!
(Highway to Hell!)
And I’m goin’ down…
All the waaaaay! Whoa!
On the highway to Hell…