Chords for Steven Tyler inducts AC DC Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductions 2003
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Hall of Fame inductee, from Aerosmith, Steven Tyler.
[A] [E]
Thank God [Db] for the power cord.
[Bb] [G] That thunder from down [N] under that grabs you in the lower 40 and gives you the second most
satisfying surge that can run through your body.
There is no greater purveyor of that power cord than ACDC.
The sparks that flew off the heavy metal of Back in Black and the primal stink behind
You Shoot Me [B] All, Litter fire in the belly of every kid that grew up born to break the
rules and is still out there touring.
The fire rages on.
I was talking [G] to the guys about how they keep it going in all these years [E] and Angus told
me that, [Db]
actually hold on I wrote it down, you gotta hear this.
[Bm] Angus said, look, we love to rage on and over the years we put a lot of hard yakka with
our no worries mate and f*** all [B] attitude and hair like a bush pig's ass.
[Ab] It's no wonder we had to give [N] a gob full to a few bloody whingers.
It's like, wow, you know, it's like, you know I used to think I didn't understand them because
I was f***ed up, but it's not just me, right?
[Bb] [B] The journey from the pubs of Australia to the stadiums of the world, ACDC became the
litmus test of what rock does.
You know, does it make you clench [Bbm] your fist when you sing along?
[Ab] Does it scare your parents to hell and piss off the neighbors?
Does it make you dance so close to the fire that you burn your feet and still don't give
a rat's ass?
[Bb] Does it make you want to boil your sneakers and make soup out of your girlfriend's panties?
[N] If it doesn't, then it ain't ACDC.
These guys have dedicated themselves to the majesty of the power cord, ignoring the spoon
[Gb] fed don't bore us, get to the chorus, fickle taste of pop music.
Let's see, [Db] 1975 TNT, [Bb] 1976 [B] high voltage and dirty deeds done dirt cheap.
[A]
1977 [Db] let there be rock, 1978 [G] powerage and if you want blood you got [N] it.
1979 the six million seller sensory assault highway to hell, but just as they [Gb] reached
what seemed to be their creative pinnacle, they experienced the worst kind of tragedy
imaginable, the death of the great singer Bon Scott.
[N]
But rather than collapse, they rose like a sweat soaked phoenix from the ashes with
their nerves of steel, hand in a velvet glove, sledgehammer to the back of the head vocals
of Brian Johnson.
Then came [B] back in black, which sold a crushing 19 million.
ACDC is the ultimate middle finger aimed at the establishment.
Think about it, the monster meet me in the backseat backbeat, the shredding vocals, that
100,000 megaton guitar assault.
And let's not [Db] forget about that schoolboy uniform, which begs the question, how does
such big balls get in such small pants?
[N]
So when you think of this planet and how it may [Ab] be on the highway to hell in a handbasket,
[B] think about how some distant future civilization will stumble upon what's left.
They may marvel at the paintings of Rembrandt.
They may gawk with wide eyed wonder at Michelangelo's David.
They may drink deeply of the panty soup, but when they throw on back in black, they will
still clench their fists.
They will still piss off their neighbors and dance too close to the fire.
Then they will have wild animal sex under the light of the moon, bathed in the tribal
energies of a thousand power chords.
Here's to the holy grail of it all.
Here's to the highway to hell.
May we have as much fun there as we had getting there.
Ladies and genitals, [Bb] it is my honor on behalf of Aerosmith and every kid who's ever rocked
[B] his ass off [G] to induct [B] ACDC this night and forever into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
[A] [E]
Thank God [Db] for the power cord.
[Bb] [G] That thunder from down [N] under that grabs you in the lower 40 and gives you the second most
satisfying surge that can run through your body.
There is no greater purveyor of that power cord than ACDC.
The sparks that flew off the heavy metal of Back in Black and the primal stink behind
You Shoot Me [B] All, Litter fire in the belly of every kid that grew up born to break the
rules and is still out there touring.
The fire rages on.
I was talking [G] to the guys about how they keep it going in all these years [E] and Angus told
me that, [Db]
actually hold on I wrote it down, you gotta hear this.
[Bm] Angus said, look, we love to rage on and over the years we put a lot of hard yakka with
our no worries mate and f*** all [B] attitude and hair like a bush pig's ass.
[Ab] It's no wonder we had to give [N] a gob full to a few bloody whingers.
It's like, wow, you know, it's like, you know I used to think I didn't understand them because
I was f***ed up, but it's not just me, right?
[Bb] [B] The journey from the pubs of Australia to the stadiums of the world, ACDC became the
litmus test of what rock does.
You know, does it make you clench [Bbm] your fist when you sing along?
[Ab] Does it scare your parents to hell and piss off the neighbors?
Does it make you dance so close to the fire that you burn your feet and still don't give
a rat's ass?
[Bb] Does it make you want to boil your sneakers and make soup out of your girlfriend's panties?
[N] If it doesn't, then it ain't ACDC.
These guys have dedicated themselves to the majesty of the power cord, ignoring the spoon
[Gb] fed don't bore us, get to the chorus, fickle taste of pop music.
Let's see, [Db] 1975 TNT, [Bb] 1976 [B] high voltage and dirty deeds done dirt cheap.
[A]
1977 [Db] let there be rock, 1978 [G] powerage and if you want blood you got [N] it.
1979 the six million seller sensory assault highway to hell, but just as they [Gb] reached
what seemed to be their creative pinnacle, they experienced the worst kind of tragedy
imaginable, the death of the great singer Bon Scott.
[N]
But rather than collapse, they rose like a sweat soaked phoenix from the ashes with
their nerves of steel, hand in a velvet glove, sledgehammer to the back of the head vocals
of Brian Johnson.
Then came [B] back in black, which sold a crushing 19 million.
ACDC is the ultimate middle finger aimed at the establishment.
Think about it, the monster meet me in the backseat backbeat, the shredding vocals, that
100,000 megaton guitar assault.
And let's not [Db] forget about that schoolboy uniform, which begs the question, how does
such big balls get in such small pants?
[N]
So when you think of this planet and how it may [Ab] be on the highway to hell in a handbasket,
[B] think about how some distant future civilization will stumble upon what's left.
They may marvel at the paintings of Rembrandt.
They may gawk with wide eyed wonder at Michelangelo's David.
They may drink deeply of the panty soup, but when they throw on back in black, they will
still clench their fists.
They will still piss off their neighbors and dance too close to the fire.
Then they will have wild animal sex under the light of the moon, bathed in the tribal
energies of a thousand power chords.
Here's to the holy grail of it all.
Here's to the highway to hell.
May we have as much fun there as we had getting there.
Ladies and genitals, [Bb] it is my honor on behalf of Aerosmith and every kid who's ever rocked
[B] his ass off [G] to induct [B] ACDC this night and forever into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
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Hall of Fame inductee, from Aerosmith, Steven Tyler.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ Thank God [Db] for the power cord.
_ [Bb] _ _ [G] That thunder from down [N] under that grabs you in the lower 40 and gives you the second most
satisfying surge that can run through your body.
_ _ There is no greater purveyor of that power cord than ACDC. _ _ _
_ _ _ The sparks that flew off the heavy metal of Back in Black and the primal stink behind
You Shoot Me [B] All, _ _ _ Litter fire in the belly of every kid that grew up born to break the
rules and is still out there touring.
The fire rages on.
_ _ I was talking [G] to the guys about how they keep it going in all these years [E] and Angus told
me that, [Db] _
actually hold on I wrote it down, you gotta hear this.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] Angus said, look, _ _ we love to rage on and over the years we put a lot of hard yakka with
our no worries mate and f*** all [B] attitude and hair like a bush pig's ass.
_ _ [Ab] It's no wonder we had to give [N] a gob full to a few bloody whingers.
_ It's like, wow, you know, it's like, you know I used to think I didn't understand them because
I was f***ed up, _ _ _ _ but it's not just me, right?
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] The journey from the pubs of Australia to the stadiums of the world, _ ACDC became the
litmus test of what rock does.
You know, does it make you clench [Bbm] your fist when you sing along?
[Ab] Does it scare your parents to hell and piss off the neighbors?
Does it make you dance so close to the fire that you burn your feet and still don't give
a rat's ass?
[Bb] Does it make you want to boil your sneakers and make soup out of your girlfriend's panties?
_ _ _ _ [N] If it doesn't, then it ain't ACDC. _ _ _ _ _ _
These guys have dedicated themselves to the majesty of the power cord, ignoring the spoon
[Gb] fed don't bore us, get to the chorus, fickle taste of pop music.
_ Let's see, [Db] _ 1975 TNT, _ [Bb] _ 1976 _ [B] high voltage and dirty deeds done dirt cheap.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
1977 [Db] let there be rock, _ _ _ 1978 [G] powerage and if you want blood you got [N] it. _
_ _ _ _ _ 1979 the six million seller sensory assault highway to hell, _ _ _ _ but just as they [Gb] reached
what seemed to be their creative pinnacle, they experienced the worst kind of tragedy
imaginable, the death of the great singer Bon Scott. _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But rather than collapse, they rose like a sweat soaked phoenix from the ashes with
their nerves of steel, hand in a velvet glove, sledgehammer to the back of the head vocals
of Brian Johnson. _ _ _ _
_ _ Then came [B] back in black, which sold a crushing 19 million.
_ _ _ ACDC is the ultimate middle finger aimed at the establishment.
Think about it, the monster meet me in the backseat backbeat, the shredding vocals, that
100,000 megaton guitar assault. _
And let's not [Db] forget about that schoolboy uniform, which begs the question, how does
such big balls get in such small pants?
[N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So when you think of this planet and how it may [Ab] be on the highway to hell in a handbasket,
[B] think about how some distant future civilization will stumble upon what's left.
They may marvel at the paintings of Rembrandt.
They may gawk with wide eyed wonder at Michelangelo's David.
They may drink deeply of the panty soup, but _ when they throw on back in black, they will
still clench their fists.
They will still piss off their neighbors and dance too close to the fire.
Then they will have wild animal sex under the light of the moon, bathed in the tribal
energies of a thousand power chords. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Here's to the holy grail of it all.
_ Here's to the highway to hell.
May we have as much fun there as we had getting there.
_ Ladies and genitals, _ [Bb] it is my honor on behalf of Aerosmith and every kid who's ever rocked
[B] his ass off [G] to induct [B] ACDC this night and forever into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ Thank God [Db] for the power cord.
_ [Bb] _ _ [G] That thunder from down [N] under that grabs you in the lower 40 and gives you the second most
satisfying surge that can run through your body.
_ _ There is no greater purveyor of that power cord than ACDC. _ _ _
_ _ _ The sparks that flew off the heavy metal of Back in Black and the primal stink behind
You Shoot Me [B] All, _ _ _ Litter fire in the belly of every kid that grew up born to break the
rules and is still out there touring.
The fire rages on.
_ _ I was talking [G] to the guys about how they keep it going in all these years [E] and Angus told
me that, [Db] _
actually hold on I wrote it down, you gotta hear this.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] Angus said, look, _ _ we love to rage on and over the years we put a lot of hard yakka with
our no worries mate and f*** all [B] attitude and hair like a bush pig's ass.
_ _ [Ab] It's no wonder we had to give [N] a gob full to a few bloody whingers.
_ It's like, wow, you know, it's like, you know I used to think I didn't understand them because
I was f***ed up, _ _ _ _ but it's not just me, right?
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] The journey from the pubs of Australia to the stadiums of the world, _ ACDC became the
litmus test of what rock does.
You know, does it make you clench [Bbm] your fist when you sing along?
[Ab] Does it scare your parents to hell and piss off the neighbors?
Does it make you dance so close to the fire that you burn your feet and still don't give
a rat's ass?
[Bb] Does it make you want to boil your sneakers and make soup out of your girlfriend's panties?
_ _ _ _ [N] If it doesn't, then it ain't ACDC. _ _ _ _ _ _
These guys have dedicated themselves to the majesty of the power cord, ignoring the spoon
[Gb] fed don't bore us, get to the chorus, fickle taste of pop music.
_ Let's see, [Db] _ 1975 TNT, _ [Bb] _ 1976 _ [B] high voltage and dirty deeds done dirt cheap.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
1977 [Db] let there be rock, _ _ _ 1978 [G] powerage and if you want blood you got [N] it. _
_ _ _ _ _ 1979 the six million seller sensory assault highway to hell, _ _ _ _ but just as they [Gb] reached
what seemed to be their creative pinnacle, they experienced the worst kind of tragedy
imaginable, the death of the great singer Bon Scott. _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But rather than collapse, they rose like a sweat soaked phoenix from the ashes with
their nerves of steel, hand in a velvet glove, sledgehammer to the back of the head vocals
of Brian Johnson. _ _ _ _
_ _ Then came [B] back in black, which sold a crushing 19 million.
_ _ _ ACDC is the ultimate middle finger aimed at the establishment.
Think about it, the monster meet me in the backseat backbeat, the shredding vocals, that
100,000 megaton guitar assault. _
And let's not [Db] forget about that schoolboy uniform, which begs the question, how does
such big balls get in such small pants?
[N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So when you think of this planet and how it may [Ab] be on the highway to hell in a handbasket,
[B] think about how some distant future civilization will stumble upon what's left.
They may marvel at the paintings of Rembrandt.
They may gawk with wide eyed wonder at Michelangelo's David.
They may drink deeply of the panty soup, but _ when they throw on back in black, they will
still clench their fists.
They will still piss off their neighbors and dance too close to the fire.
Then they will have wild animal sex under the light of the moon, bathed in the tribal
energies of a thousand power chords. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Here's to the holy grail of it all.
_ Here's to the highway to hell.
May we have as much fun there as we had getting there.
_ Ladies and genitals, _ [Bb] it is my honor on behalf of Aerosmith and every kid who's ever rocked
[B] his ass off [G] to induct [B] ACDC this night and forever into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.