Back in black, I hit the sack.I’ve been too long, I’m glad to be back.Yes, I’m let loose from the noosethat’s kept me hanging about.I keep looking at the sky‘cause it’s gettin’ me high.Forget the hearse ‘cause I’ll never die.I got nine lives, cat’s eyes,abusin’ every one of them and running wild.Cause I’m back. Yes, I’m back.Well, I’m back. Yes, I’m back.Well, I’m back, back.Well, I’m back in black.Yes, I’m back in black.
Back in the backof a Cadillac.Number one with a bullet.I’m a power pack.Yes I am.In a bang with the gang.They’ve got to catch me if they want me to hang,‘cause I’m back on the trackand I’m beatin’ the flack.Nobody’s gonna get me on another rap.So look at me now,I’m just makin’ my play.Don’t try to push your luck,just get out of my way.
Out of the sight.
