AC/DC - This Means War Lyrics

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This Means War

This Means War Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For This Means War By AC/DC?
(You get your head down, will you)
I want you to march Eyes go right, shoulder arms Left wheel turn, show your charms Change your clothes, cut your hair Ain't no joke, ain't no place for kids When the flags are high, hear the battle cry Treaty gone, see the bandits fly Dig the trench, watch that blast Shell shock come, coming fast Name and rank on parade Might get laid by a hand grenade Do you know what it means? This - means - war This means war, this means war I said this means war, this means war This means war (Run for cover, hit the deck, call for your mother) I need you to fire Cock your gun, wet your sights Get the bull dead to rights Volunteers, one pace back On the beach ain't no place for kids When the flack is high on a bomber run You don't talk back to an ack-ack gun Fire range, and you're in the blitz Keep your head or you're blown to bits Name and rank on parade Might get laid by a hand grenade Do you know what it means? This - means - war Who's going there, is it a friend or foe? Propaganda time on the radio Top brass shout as they clown around Peace talks die in Geneva town Do you know what it means? This - means - war This means war, this means war I said this means war, this means war This means war |
Who Wrote This Means War By AC/DC?
Angus Mckinnon Young, Brian Johnson, Malcolm Mitchell Young
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What's The Duration Of The This Means War By AC/DC?The duration of This Means War is 4:23 minutes and seconds. |
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