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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Angus Young
Angus Young
Guitar
Malcolm Young
Malcolm Young
Guitar
Brian Johnson
Brian Johnson
Vocals
Cliff Williams
Cliff Williams
Bass
Slade
Slade
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angus Young
Angus Young
Songwriter
Brian Johnson
Brian Johnson
Songwriter
Malcolm Young
Malcolm Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Fairbairn
Bruce Fairbairn
Producer
George Young
George Young
Producer
Harry Vanda
Harry Vanda
Producer

Lyrics

I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain I'm comin' on 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 you, Satan get you Hell's bells Yeah, hell's bells You got me ringing, 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 God'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 you, Satan get you Hell's bells Ah, hell's bells You got me ringing, hell's bells My temperature's high, hell's bells 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 under Hell's bells, gonna split the night Hell's bells, there's no way to fight, yeah Hell's bells
Writer(s): Angus Young, Malcolm Young, Brian Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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