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Lyrics:
(A. Young M. Young B. Johnson)I'm rolling thunder pouring rainI'm coming on like a hurricaneMy lightning's flashin g across the skyYou're only young but you're gonna dieI won't take no prisoners won't spare no livesNobody's putting up a fi ghtI got my bell I'm gonna take you to hellI'm gonna get ya satan get yaHells bells, hells bellsHells bells, you got me ri ngingHells bells, my temperature's highHells bellsI'll give you black sensations up and down your spineIf you're into evil you're a friend of mineSee the white light flashing as I split the nightCos if good's on the left then I'm sticking to the r ightI won't take no prisoners won't spare no livesNobody's puttin' up a fightI got my bell I'm gonna take you to hellI'm go nna get ya satan get yaHells bells, hells bellsHells bells, you got me ringingHells bells, my temperature's highHells bell sHells bells, satan' coming to youHells bells, he's ringing them nowThose hells bells, my temperature's highHells bells, across the skyHells bells, they're taking you downHells bells, they're dragging you downHells bells, gonna split the nightH ells bells, there's no way to fightHells bells
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