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Neck and Neck (Chet Atkins) · Neck and Neck (Chet Atkins) · In the Beginning [T Neck] (Jimi Hendrix) · Protect Ya Neck Collection, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Neck Bones & Caviar (Mel Brown) · Wrecking Your Neck (Overkill) · Wind Ya Neck In (Jan Van Lier) · Neck of the Woods (Silversun Pickups) · The RCA Victor & T-Neck Album Masters: 1959-1983 (Dave "Baby" Cortez) · The Stick Your Neck Out (Bollweevils) – and 90 other albums »

It can't happen here
It can't happen here
I'm telling you, my dear
That it can't happen here
Because I been checkin' it out, baby
I checked it
I'm in my vibratory by day

Leaving you with shocks

This old man
He played one
He be AC/DC all night long
With a short-circuit kilowatt ? fuse
as a mutha

So crank it up, put some of that party in my cup
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed
She's hotter than a cherry on a Marlboro Red
Well I've been up to my neck in trouble 
Up to my neck in strife 
Up to my neck in misery 
For most of my life, I've been a fool 
And you know
like it's stuck in the couch
Looking like cookie monster flossin' his mouth
Find me coolin' on the corner sippn' light beer foam
You can tell by my
Up to my neck in trouble
Up to my neck in strife
Up to my neck in misery
For most of my life I've been a fool
And you know what a fool can do
So cheer up Palmer, you'll soon be dead

The noose is hanging, at least you won't die wondering

Sit up and take notice; Tell it like it is

If I were
Up to my neck and out of my head from you

Trouble with the booze means trouble with you
Survive another night gotta make it through

March in
just another sunny day where I'm at
My head is in the clouds 'cause I'm stretching out my neck
I wake up in the morning to a protein shake
Do twenty
You don't half sweat a lot up there
Have you got showers in here'
You''re bloody great, my bloody head hurts
Got any badges posters stickers
I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need
The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC/DC

of interest, I've no opinion
It's not my business
Wind your neck in

Why'd you think you're better
Little rubber-necker
No one likes a trouble maker
Pull up your
than Jesus?
"I was raised in Mississippi"
"I am the electric messiah, the AC/DC god!"
Kooler than Jesus?
"You know darn well that they're just
I want somebody to walk up behind me
And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
I want somebody to walk up behind me
And kiss me on my neck
a break sneak
My torso's cold and it's startin' to mould Boa Constrictor how much can you hold
Oh yes he's up to my chest oh heck he's up to my neck
C'mon baby, shake me all night long

All I want to do 
Is get up early in the morning 
(Oh I love you baby) 
And all I gotta say to you 
Is your
Break his neck, break his neck

I'm a crazy mothafucka an' I'm comin' through the do'
Quick to whoop you up an' knock yo ass to the flo'
Think I'm
One for the money, two for your girl
Three for your life now I fucked up your world

Do you like how it feels to be bit
In the neck by a snake that
you what it feels like

In the back of the 'Lac
AC/DC Back In Black
Just ABC's don't worry bout that
I ain't worried bout nothin'
Been on the road
the day time or the night, when ya creepin along
Well just bang this shit up in the truck
While you break yo' neck, now motherfucker try to figure my flow
Look in my eyes 
I'm jaded now whatever that means
By sharing these things 
I rip my heart out
It's worth my time
Whatever that means
look from you and I think I must have gone to heaven now
The fact that I'm with Webster is hard enough to get my head around
Shes as hard as A-C-D-C she
(AC/DC cover)

Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the by-ways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Swollen eyelids, baffled by this.
Tell us what you see?

The hair on the back of your neck stands.
Another way out, another way out
The army ants have
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline 
For my pet genius

My head is like a lettuce
Go on and dig your thumbs in