From the bootleg "On The Highway To L.A." recorded live during the "For Those About To Rock Tour" at the Inglewood Forum in L.A., United States, on February 21st 1982. This is the first time the bootleg is out here on YouTube, the quality is pretty good, and if you want it just message me. Don't forget to comment, rate and subscribe!

Artist: AC/DC
Personnel: Vocals -- Brian Johnson, Lead guitar -- Angus Young, Rhythm guitar -- Malcolm Young, Bass -- Cliff Williams, Drums -- Phil Rudd.
Location: Inglewood Forum, Los Angeles, USA

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Setlist:
1. Hells Bells
2. Shot Down In Flames
3. Sin City
4. Shoot To Thrill
5. Back In Black
6. Bad Boy Boogie
7. Rock And Roll Ain't Noise Pollution
8. The Jack
9. Highway To Hell
10. Let's Get It Up
11. Whole Lotta Rosie

Tracks 1, 4, 5, 7 and 10 is written by Angus Young/Brian Johnson/Malcolm Young.
Tracks 2, 3, 6, 8, 9 and 11 is written by Angus Young/Bon Scott/Malcolm Young.

Lyrics:
I'm a rolling thunder, pourin' rain
I'm comin' down like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get ya, Satan get ya

CHORUS:
Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringin' Hell's Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if Good's on the left,
Then I'm stickin' to the right

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get ya, Satan get you

Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringin' Hells Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells

INSTUMENTAL (SOLO)

CHORUS
Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's Bells, the temperature's high
Hell's Bells, across the sky
Hell's Bells, they're takin' you down
Hell's Bells, they're draggin' you around
Hell's Bells, gonna split the night
Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah
Ow, ow, ow, ow
Hell's Bells

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